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Glou.reads.
This policie, and reuerence of Age, makes
the
world bitter to the best
of our times: keepes our Fortunes from
vs, till our oldnesse cannot rellish them. I begin
to finde an idle
and fond
bondage, in the oppression of aged tyranny, who sw ayes
not as it hath power, but as it is
suffer'd. Come to me, that of
this I may speake more. If our Father would sleepe
till I wak'd
him, you should
enioy halfe his Reuennew for euer, and liue the
beloued of your Brother. Edgar.