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Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom;Not made him wander, but continued him home.
— John Cleveland
Had Cain been Scot, God would have changed his doom;Not made him wander, but continued him home.
Like an ambassador that beds a queenWith the nice caution of a sword between.
He that to ancient wreaths can bring no moreFrom his own worth, dies bankrupt on the score.
The marigold, whose courtier's facePacks and shuts up her gaudy shop.
