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Through tattered clothes
small vices do appear,
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robes and furred gowns hide all.
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Plate sin with gold, and the strong
lance ofjustice hurtless breaks.
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Arm it in rags,
a pigmy's straw does pierce it.
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None does offend, none.
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I say, none!
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I'll able 'em, take that of me
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who have the power
to seal the accuser's lips.
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Get thee glass eyes,
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and, like a scurvy politician,
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seem to see the things thou dost not.
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Pull off my boots.
Harder, harder.
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I know thee well enough.
Thy name is Gloster.
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Thou must be patient.
We came crying hither,
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the first time
that we smell the air,
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we wawl and cry.
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I will preach to thee:
Mark.
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Alack, alack the day!
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When we are born, we cry that we are
come to this great stage of fools.
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It were a delicate stratagem