Therefore, let Benedick, like cover'd fire, / Consume away in sighs.
It was top-down, antireform politics.
Now Oliver puts his blank nightcap on,¶ And every star its glim is hiding,¶ And forth to the heath is the scampsman gone,¶ His matchless cherry-black prancer riding;
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