452 And all that troope which breeds the world's offence, With pomp and maiestie, are banisht thence. ' What court then can snch libertie afford? Or where is man sa·nncontronl 'd a lord? TilE END . T.Eendey,Prinltr. J:oh•Ceun, Fkci·Sunt, Londo11.
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