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“We past the Dorcades, those isles assign’d of the Weird Sisters erst the home to be, who born of several vision reft and blind, made single eye-ball serve for all the three: Thou, only thou, whose crispy locks entwin’d frore Neptune fired’st in his realm, the sea, than ev’ery foulest monster fouler still the burning sand with viper-brood didst fill.