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 What purpose, then, would your long boots subserve? If it rain not on you, why these broad brims? Carr [bitterly.]Such words befit a son of Zerviah!

Ay, ay! a magus he! a man-faced sphinx! In Sodom fashion costumed and adorned! Satan not otherwise his doublet wears. So does he strut and swagger, with laced cuffs, And hides his cloven foot, lest it be seen, With silken stockings and rosetted shoes, And knots his garter well above the knee! These rings and gawds, to Vishnu consecrate, Are of the idol Nabo amulets; And, to the end that Hell itself may laugh At all his splendour, shameless he displays Behind his ear the love-lock odious! Ormond.Fools, both! Carr [in a frenzy of passion. Nay, nay, these be no saints! Rochester [laughing.] Hast done? Carr.A club of demons, this, a sabbath-feast Of papists! They are Cavaliers! I go! Rochester.Farewell! Carr. My feet do walk on burning coals!

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