Thinck through whose care you are a Nation
And have a name yet left,-a fruitfull Nation
(Would I could say as thanckfull)-bethinck ye of theis things
And then turne back and blush, blush [for] my ruyne.
1 _Lord_. 'Tis strange how this [man b]rags; 'tis a strange impudence
Not to be pittied in his [case], not sufferd.
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Is that your scruple
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I could Dissolve with
Bar That he may
What make you here
Goe and give this
Hen Pish some hungry
There is a curious
You are not serious
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Let us leave them
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Co She kicks and
Pedro That villaine is
It had not spoke
Thou saist right Thomas
La But is this
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Lov Ha through his
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Good order take For
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Besides Soldiers So often
Fer Take thou comfort
One generous Vagarie and
Your good fates though
Jo It was my
Cla Deare Mother please
En Now you talke
You must learne with
Have I this for
Thirdly To degrade the
Sing boy A song
I shall never trust
The house there You
I would it were
It shall not serve
Bon Yes kind foole
Leid Dye did you
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And the greater more
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