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Mad paper, stay, and grudge not here to burn / With all those sons whom my brain did create; / At least lie hid with me, till thou return / To rags again, which is thy native state.
What though thou have enough unworthiness / To come unto great place as others do; / That's much-emboldens, pulls, thrusts, I confess; / But 'tis not all; thou shouldst be wicked too.