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Verbum sat.
Be prouder still (young Spruso) spite of foes;What? pull thy selfe already by the nose?
As if some fatall Oracle foretold,
Thou hast too long beene malepertly bold:
Well: take it then, and thankfull goe thy way,
Thou knowst well (Spruso) what I worse could say
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