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Vestigia matris.
That Tom'sin's turn'd true trul who would beleeueOr to those outward looks least credit giue,
That not attaind to yet full fourteene yeeres,
So duly drabs it, drinkes, and domineers;
Acting her Mothers steps, as on a stage,
Who had a Bastard iust about that age.
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