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Casus mutatus.
How dare you talke of Tassus whence he sprungAdmit perhaps descended from the dung,
Who knowes not, or might know, whats then was than,
Tassus is now (you see) another man,
Able the proudest of those lads controule,
That whilome durst affront him cheeke by ioule.
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