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The Foregoing EPISTLE OF DIDO TO ÆNEAS
By another hand.
So in the fallows of Menander,
The mournfull Goos gaggl's for Gander.
Not that I doubt a greater mischance,
Or hope t'enjoy thee at this distance;
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Why shou'd I fear to cast my Calf?
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