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Miracles Are Ceased; And Therefore We Must Needs Admit The Means, How Things Are Perfected.

Romans, Countrymen, And Lovers, Hear Me For My Cause, And Be Silent, That You May Hear.

Comets Importing Change Of Times And States, Brandish Your Crystal Tresses In The Sky And With Them Scourge The Bad Revolting Stars.

Let Me Say Amen Betimes Lest The Devil Cross My Prayer, For Here He Comes In The Likeness Of A Jew.

Was Ever Woman In This Humour Wooed? Was Ever Woman In This Humour Won?