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Of Milo the great eater, not long since, in Chester.

Milo , that with his bare hand slewe a bull
And on his shoulders bare, bore him away:
Who that same day his flesh from bones did pull,
And all deuor'd, as some good authors say;
 Cannot compare with Charles, not Charles the Great
 Yet greate for eating of greate store of meat.
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