Out on him, traitor, for a filthy beast!
Nay, and he's like the pack of all the rest:
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None of them stick at mark; they all deceive. }
Some Jew has changed the text, I half believe; }
There Adam cozened our poor grandame Eve. }
To hide their faults they rap out oaths, and tear;
Now, though we lie, we're too well-bred to swear.
So we compound for half the sin we owe,
But men are dipt for soul and body too;