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[1.]
Peace.Wofull War I do abhor thee.
War.
Puling peace I care not for thee,
When the bright Bellona thunders.
I do fill the world with wonders.
Peace.
Yes, and all the Camp with plunders.
Both.
Wanton Peace then yield to me,
And resign the victory.
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