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A STATUTE FOR SWEARERS |
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R.P.G. |
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Ou that sweale out your life in beastly drinking; Vntill your bodies
and breaths be stinking: You that sit sucking still
at the strong barrell, Till into tatters rent
turnes your apparell: You that by guzling
transforme your best features, Changing your selues from men,
to swinish creatures: Forsake now your follies,
your booke cannot saue you: For if you s we are and be drunke,
the stockes will haue you.
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