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Section 89
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1Ham.
2Oh that this too too solid Flesh, would melt,
3Thaw, and resolue it selfe into a Dew:
4Or that the Euerlasting had not fixt
5His Cannon 'gainst Selfe‑slaughter. O God, O God!
6How weary, stale, flat, and vnprofitable
7Seemes to me all the vses of this world?
8Fie on't? Oh fie, fie, 'tis an vnweeded Garden