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And, face approaching to the face he prizèd, whereat the sobbing tears the faster flow; e’en as some yeanling by the nurse chastisèd weepeth caresst with louder feint of woe: To soothe her troubled bosom he devisèd the future fortunes of her sons to show, unripping thus from Fate’s impregnate womb He opes the mysteries of the things to come:—