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The Géntoo Monarch forth he fares to find, that with dismissal he may wend his ways; seeing already how the Moor’s black mind would baulk his heart’s desire by long delays. The King, who if by tales of forgèd kind amazèd were, ’twould not so much amaze, confiding fully in his Augurs’ troth, confirmèd too by Moormen’s wordy froth: