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V LALIA spends herselfe for precious stones;
They must be precious that are bought so deere:
But, were she wise, she would buy marrow-bones:
For all her bones that full of marrow were,
Are dry and rotten, sith so deere she bought
Those precious stones that brought her quight to nought.
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