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Of Rorers, soft speaking.
Epigram. 327.
Since Duells damn'd were, by a Souraignes doomThe lowdest Rorers speake in eithers Eares:
Yet dare not for their Eares to Calis roame,
But, in the Streets, still end their Fraies, and Feares:
So, by the high-way now, their Manhoods liue,
Like Theeue that steale, in hope of a Repriue.
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