Beneath the stars, upon yon meteor Ever hung my fate, ’mongst things corruptible; I ne’er could pluck it from him. My loathing Was prophet to the rest, but ne’er believed.
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But you are dull, nothing comes nimbly from you; you dance like a plumber’s daughter and deserve two thousand pound in lead to your marriage, and not in goldsmith’s ware.
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