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Section 739
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1Iago.
2Good Sir, be a man:
3Thinke euery bearded fellow that's but yoak'd
4May draw with you. There's Millions now aliue,
5That nightly lye in these vnproper beds,
6Which they dare Sweare peculiar. Your case is better.
7Oh, 'tis the spight of hell, the Fiends Arch‑mock,
8To lip a wanton in secure Cowch;