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A FOOL'S BOLT IS SOON SHOT |
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Tand wide my Masters, and take heed, for feare the Foole doth hit yee, If that you thinke you shall be shot,
I'de1 wish you hence to get yee; My Bowe you see stands ready bent,
to giue each one their lot, Then haue amongst you with my Bolts, for now I make a shot.
He that doth take delight in La we,
and euer to be brangling, Would be2 like to the Bells were hang'd,
that loues still to be iangling; 1 Text Id'e. 2 Text he. |
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