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For as thy sins increase, thy haires doe fall. To hang all, old strange thinges let his wife beware Gaue to the poore thou hast good title still. Which could doe all things thi fayth is and I Like Esops selfe, which nothinge: I confesse I should haue had more fayth if thou hadst lesse. Thy creditt, lost thy creditt: tis sin to doe In this case, as thou woldst bee donne vnto, To beleeue all. Change thy name: Thou art like Mercury in stealing, but liest like a Greeke| Only in this that yow both painted bee.| To bee vnderstood. When will hee bee beleeud In bawdy howse, that hee dares not goe home.| |
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