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Section 1237
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1Cleo.
2His legges bestrid the Ocean, his rear'd arme
3Crested the world: His voyce was propertied
4As all the tuned Spheres, and that to Friends:
5But when he meant to quaile, and shake the Orbe,
6He was as ratling Thunder. For his Bounty,
7There was no winter in't. An Anthony it was,
8That grew the more by reaping: His delights