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[For fawning vipers, dumbe till they had wounded] |
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[For fawning vipers, dumbe till they had wounded]
For fawning vipers, dumbe till they had wounded,With many mouthes do now vpbraid my harmes:
My sight was vail'd, till I my selfe confounded,
But now I see the disinchanted charmes,
Now can I cut th' anatomic of sinne,
And search with Linxes eyes what lies within.