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Section 862
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1Rom.
2Come hither man, I see that thou art poore,
3Hold, there is fortie Duckets, let me haue
4A dram of poyson, such soone speeding geare,
5As will disperse it selfe through all the veines,
6That the life‑wearie‑taker may fall dead,
7And that the Trunke may be discharg'd of breath,
8As violently, as hastie powder fier'd