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Section 171
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2That which hath made thē drunk, hath made me bold:
3What hath quench'd them, hath giuen me fire.
4Hearke, peace: it was the Owle that shriek'd,
5The fatall Bell‑man, which giues the stern'st good‑night.
6He is about it, the Doores are open:
7And the surfeted Groomes doe mock their charge
8With Snores. I haue drugg'd their Possets,