O, what a noble mind is here o"er-thrown! The courtier's, soldier's, scholar's eye, tongue, sword; The expectancy and rose o fthe fair state, The glass of fashion and the mould of form, The observed of all observers, quite, quite down! And I, of ladies most deject and wretched, that suck'd the ehoney of his music vows, now see that noble and most
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