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The greatest man is but an arme of flesh, which must rot, nay, a bruised reed, upon which if you lean you fall; say not therefore to a piece of clay, thou art my fear, or my hope: |
The greatest man is but an arm of Flesh, which must rot, nay, a Bruised reed, upon which if you lean you fallen; say not Therefore to a piece of clay, thou art my Fear, or my hope: |
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