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Section 920
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1Stew.
2A proclaim'd prize: most happie
3That eyelesse head of thine, was first fram'd
4flesh
5To raise my fortunes. Thou old, vnhappy Traitor,
6Breefely thy selfe remember: the Sword is out
7That must destroy thee.