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Section 1115
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1Lear.
2Howle, howle, howle: O you are men of stones,
3Had I your tongues and eyes, Il'd vse them so,
4That Heauens vault should crack: she's gone for euer.
5I know when one is dead, and when one liues,
6She's dead as earth: Lend me a Looking‐glasse,
7If that her breath will mist or staine the
8stone,