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Goe to prepare the maryages what neede the torchis light? be holde the towres of troy do shyne with brandes that blase full bright.

The troops grow mutinous—the revenue fails— There’s something rotten in us—for the level Of the State slopes, its very bases topple, The boldest turn their backs upon themselves!