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Thou see'st a sight not good to look upon.

I see a caitiff reaping his deserts.

But hasten, get the girths about his sides.

What I must do, I must: urge me not so.

Nay but I will both urge and tarr thee on.

Come down and strongly ring-about his legs.

That is soon finish'd. As I speak, 'tis done.

Now through his ankles drive the pins amain:

The One that judgeth of the work is stern.