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 It hall bee in eternall retlee change Selfe fed, and elfe conum'd. If this faile The pillar'd firmament is rottennee, And earths bae built on tubble. But come, let's on Againt th' opposing will and arme of heav'n May never this jut word be lifted up, But for that damn'd magician, let him be girt With all the greily legions that troope Vnder the ootie flag of Acheron, Harpyies and Hydra's, or all the montrous bugs 'Twixt Africa, and Inde, Ile find him out And force him to retore his purchae backe Or drag him by the curles, and cleave his calpe Downe to the hipps.
 * Spir. Alas good ventrous youth,

I love thy courage yet, and bold Emprie, But here thy word can doe thee little tead, Farre other arms, and other weapons mut Be thoe that quell the might of hellih charms, He with his bare wand can unthred thy joynts And crumble all thy inewes.
 * Eld. Bro. Why prethee hepheard

How durt thou then thy elfe approach o neere As to make this relation?
 * Spir. Care and utmot hifts

How to ecure the Ladie from urpriall Brought to my mind a certaine hepheard lad Of mall regard to ee to, yet well skill'd In every vertuous plant, and healing herbe That preds her verdant leafe to th' morning ray, He lov'd me well, and oft would beg me ing, Which when I did, he on the tender grae Rh