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Section 593
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1Tit.
2He doth me wrong to feed me with delayes,
3Ile diue into the burning Lake below,
4And pull her out of Acaron by the
5heeles.
6Marcus we are but shrubs, no Cedars
7we,
8No big‑bon'd‑men, fram'd of the