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Mutatus, alius.
Young Signior Spruso scorning late conuerseWith men of vulgar trade, or meane commerse,
Scorning to lodge but on a bed of Downe,
Scorning your Innes of common country towne,
Scorning but on best delicates to feed,
Yea scorning almost, any thing indeed:
Now poore and prostitute, you may beleeue him,
In Wood-street Cōpter, scorns no alms you'l giue him
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