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001:01,001[F ]| Haile Caius Silius.
001:01,001[E ]| Titius Sabinus, Hayle.
001:01,002[E ]| You are rarely met in$4$ Court!
001:01,002[F ]| Therfore, well met.
001:01,003[E ]| It$6@1$ is true: Indeed, this Place is not our$6@2$ Spha*ere.
001:01,004[F ]| No$7$ Silius, we$6@2$ are no$2$ good Inginers;
001:01,005[F ]| We$6@2$ want the fine Artes, and their thriuing vse
001:01,006[F ]| Should make us$6@2$ grac'd, or fauor'd of the Times:
001:01,007[F ]| We$6@2$ have no$2$ shift of Faces, no$2$ cleft Tongues,
001:01,008[F ]| No$2$ soft, and glutinous bodies, that$6@1$ can stick,
001:01,009[F ]| Like$4$ Snailes, on$4$ painted walls; or, on$4$ our$6@2$ brests,
001:01,010[F ]| Creepe up$5$, to$9$ fall, from that$6@2$ proud height, to$4$ which$6@1$
001:01,011[F ]| We$6@2$ did by$4$ slauerie, not by$4$ seruice, clime.
001:01,012[F ]| We$6@2$ are no$2$ guilty men, and then no$2$ Great;
001:01,013[F ]| We$6@2$ have nor place in$4$ Court, Office in$4$ state,
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