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SCENE I.

Enter SCEPARNIO, with a spade, as going to work.
Have mercy on us! what a dreadful storm
Has Neptune sent us over-night!—The wind
Our whole house has uncover'd.—In a word,

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It was no wind;—but 'twas the rattling peal
In the Alcmena of Euripides.

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Troth, it has stript the roof, tore all the tiles off,—
Made our house lighter,—giv'n it store of windows.