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Section 39
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1Poet.
2Nay Sir, but heare me on:
3All those which were his Fellowes but of late,
4Some better then his valew; on the moment
5Follow his strides, his Lobbies fill with tendance,
6Raine Sacrificiall whisperings in his eare,
7Make Sacred euen his styrrop, and through him
8Drinke the free Ayre.