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Part Two
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Blow, winds,
and crack your cheeks!
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You cataracts and hurricanoes, spout!
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And thou, all-shaking thunder, strike
flat the thick rotundity o'the world!
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Good nuncle, in,
and ask thy daughters' blessing.
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Here's a night pities
neither wise man nor fool.
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Nor rain, wind, thunder, fire,
are my daughters.
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I tax you not with unkindness.
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I never gave you kingdom,
called you children.
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You owe me no subscription.
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Then let fall
your horrible pleasure!