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Made no more bones.
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I take the world to be but as a stage, Where net-maskt men do play their personage.
Weakened and wasted to skin and bone.
Through thick and thin, both over hill and plain.
Who well lives, long lives; for this age of ours Should not be numbered by years, daies, and hours.
Out of the book of Natur's learned brest.
Flesh of thy flesh, nor yet bone of thy bone.
Who breaks his faith, no faith is held with him.
My lovely living boy, My hope, my hap, my love, my life, my joy.
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