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Rochester extempore
 
 
 
 
 
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Rochester extempore

And after singing psalme the 12th
He layd his booke uppon the shelfe,
And lookd much simply like himselfe;
With eyes turn'd up as white as ghost
He cryd ah lard, ah lard of Hosts!
I am a rascall, that thou know'st.