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Section 899
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1Lear.
2No Seconds? All my selfe?
3Why, this would make a man, a man of Salt
4To vse his eyes for Garden water‐pots. I wil die
5brauely,
6Like a smugge Bridegroome. What? I will be Iouiall:
7Come, come, I am a King, Masters, know you that?