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Good ancestors.


And let tiie stinking elde^*, grief, ontwine
His perishing root with the increasing vine!
Bd, It is great morning. Come ; away.— Who^

Enter Cloten.

OUk I cannot find those runagates: that villam
Hath mock'd me : — I am faint.

BeL Those rnnagatesl

Means he not as ? I partly know him ; 'tis
Cloteti, the son o'the queen. I fear some ambush.
I saw him not these many years, and yet
I know tis he:— We are held as outlaws:—

OuL He is but one: You and my brother search
What companies are near : pray you, away ;
Let me alone with him. (Exeunt Bel. aud Art.

Clo, Soft I What are you

That fly me thus? some vilkin mountai.ieers?
I have heard of such.— What akve art thou?

Gui, A thing

More slavish did I ne'er than answering
** A slave" without a knock.

CZo. Thou art a robber,

A law-breaker, a villain: Yield thee, thief.

QuL To who? to thee? What art thoa? Have
not I
An arm as big as thine? a heart as big?
Thy words, I grant, are bigirer : for I wear not
Mv dagger in my m(5uth. Say, what thou art,
Why I should yield to tbee?

Clo, Thoa Tillab base,

Know'st me not by my clothes ?

Gui, No, nor thy tailor, rascal,

Who is thj grandfather ; he made those clothes.
Which, as it seems, make thee.

Clo, Thou preobas varlet.

My tailor made them not.

OuL Henoe, then, and thank

The man that gave them thee. 'I'hou art some fool ;
I am loth to beat thee.

Clo, Thoa injurious thief.

Hear but my name, and tremble.

Out, What% thy name?

Clo. Cloten, thou villain.

OuL Cloten, thou double villain, be thy name,
I cannot tremble at it ; weret toad, or adder, spider,
Twould move me sooner.

do. To thy further fear,

Nay, to thy mere confusion, thou shalt know
I'm son to the queen.

OuL I'm sorry fort ; not seeming

80 worthy as thy birth.

Clo, Art not afeard?

OuL Those that I reverence thoae I tdur ; the
At fools I laugh, not fear them.

Clo, Die the death:

, T U^— ^ ^1.!. «k«<. »UI. »t» .

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Arv. In this place we left them :

I winh my brother make good time with him,
Yon «ay be is so fell.

BeL Being scarce made op,

I mean, to man, he had not apprehension
Of roaring terrors, for defect of judgment,
Ai oft the cause of fear : But see, thj brother.

Se-enier Guidbrius, toUh CuoTEn^heatL

Ovi, This Cloten was a fool ; an empty purse,—
There was no money int: not Hercules
Could Iiave lcnoclc*d out his brains, for he liad none:
Yet I not doing this, the fool had borne
My bead, as 1 do his.

Bd. What hast thou done?

QuL I am perfect, what : cutoff one Cloten'a head.
Son to the queen, after hb own report ;
Who call'd roe traitor rooantaineer : and swore.
With his ewn single band he'd Uke us in.
Displace our heads, where (thank the gods I) they

And set £em on Lnd's town.

BeL We are all undone.

Qui. Why, worthy father, what have we to lose,
But, that he swore to take, our lives? The law
Protects not us : Then why should we be tender
To let an arrogant piece of flesh threat us ;
PUy judge and executioner, ail himself,
For we do fear the law ? What oompany
Discover you abroad?

Bd. No single sonl

Can we set e3re on, but in all safe reason
Ue must have some attendants. Though his

- humour
Was nothing but mutation, — ay, and that
From one bad thing to worse, — not frenzy, not
Absolute madnetfs could so far have rav'd,
To bring him here alone: although, perhaps.
It mav be heard at court, that such as we
Cave here, hunt here, are outlaws, and in time
May make some stronger head: the which he

As it is like him), mi^ht break out, and swear
fle'd fetch us in; yet is*t not probable
To come alone, either he so undertaking.
Or tiiey so suffering : then on good ground we fear,
If we do fear this body hath a tail
More perilous then the head.

Arv, Let ordinance

Come as the gods forsay it: howsoe*er,
My brother hath done well.

Bd, I had no mind

To hunt this day: the boy Fidele*s sickness
Did make my way long forth.

QvL With his own sword.

Which he did wave against my throat, I have ta'en
His head from him: I'll throw't into the creek
Behind otu' rock ; and let it to the sea.
And tell the fishes he's the queen% son, Cloten :
That's alll reck. [ExU.

Bd, 1 fear, 'twill be reyeng'd :

'Would, Polydore, thou hadst not done^ I though

Becomes thee well enough.

An. 'Would I had done%

So the revenge alone pursued me! — Polydore,
I love tliee brotherly ; but envy much
Thou hast robbed me of this deed: I would

That possible strength might meet, would seek us

And pot OS to our answer.

D€L Well, Yia done:—


Well hont no more to-day, nor seek for danger
Where there's no profit. I rtrithee, to our roek;
You and Fidele play the cooks : 111 stay
Till hasty Polydore retnm, and bring him
To dinner presently.

Arv, Poor dck Fidele 1

111 willingly to him : To gain his colour,
I'd let a parimpf such Clotens blood,
And praise myself for charity. [So.

BdL O thon goddess,

Thou divine Nature, how thyself thou blazon%t:
In these two princely boys I They are as gentle
As zephyrs, blowing below the violet.
Not wagging his sweet head : and yet as rongh,
Their royal blood enchaf'd, as the rud'st wind.
That by the top dotli take the mountain pine
And make him stoop to the vale. Tis wonder
That an invisible instinct should frame them
To rojralty unlearn 'd ; honour untaught*
Civility not seen from other : valour.
That wildly grows m them, but yields a erop
As if it had been sow'd 1 Yet still it's strange
What Cloten's being here to as portends,
Or what his death will bring us.

Be-anUr GuiDERnn.

Qui Where's my brother ?

I have sent Cloten's elotpoll down the stream.
In embassy to his mother; his body's hi«tage
For his return. [Sdeammnuk.

BeL Mj ingenious instrument I

Hark, Polydore, it sounds I But what occasion
Uath Cadwal now to give it motion? Uarkl

(hd, is he at home ?

BeL He went hence even now.

QvL What does he mean ? since death of m j
dear'st mother
It did not speak before. All solemn things
Should answer ito^emn accidents. The matter?
Triumphs for nothing, and lamenting toys.
Is jollity for apes and grief for boys.
Is Cadwal mad?

Be^nttT AayiBAaiTS, hearing Imooev oi dead ^
hia arms,

BeL Look, here he comes.

And brings the dire occasion in his arms.
Of what we blame him for 1

Arv, The bird is dead.

That we have made so much on. I had rather
Have skipp'd from sixteen years of age to sixty.
To liave tum'd my leaping time into a crutch.
Than liave seen this.

Otd, sweetest, fiurest lily I

My brother wears thee not the one-halt so wellt
As when thon grew^ thyselt

BeL O, melancholy!

Who ever yet could sound thy bottom ? find
The ooze, to show what coa>t thy sluggish orare
Might easiliest harbour in ?— Thou blessed thing!
Jove knows what man thou mighter,—
An honest one, I warrant ; who deserved
So long a breeding as his white beard came to.
In doing this for his countrv ;— athwart the lane,
He, witn two striplings (laos more like to run
The country base, than to commit such slaughter ;
With &ces fit for masks, or rather fairer
Than those for preservation cas*d, or shame),
Made good the passage; cried to tliose that fled,
** Our Britain's harts die flying, not our men :
To darkness fleet, souls that fly backwards I Stand ;
Or we are Romans, and will give you that
Like beasts, which you shun beastly ; and may save.
But to look back in frown : stand, stand.**— These

Three thousand confident, in act as many
fFor three performers are the file when all
Thereat do nothing), with this word, ** stand, stand,**
Accommodated by the place, more charming
With their own nobleness (which could have tum*d
A distaff to a lance), gilded pale looks.
Part shame, part spirit renew'd ; that some, torn'd

But by example (O, a sin in war,
Damn'd in the firat beginners') 'gan to look
The way that thev did, and to gi in like lions
Upon the pikes the hunters. Then began
A scop i* the chaser, a retire ; anon.
A root, confusion thick : Forthwitn, they fly
^hickens the way which they stoop'd eagles; slavea

The strides they victors made: And now ooi

?iike fragments in hard voyages) became
he lifeo^theneedfhaving found the back door open
Of the unguarded hearts: Heavens, how they

Some slain before; some dying; some their friends
O'erbome i* the former wave; ten, ohas*d by one,
Are now each one the slaughter-man of twenty :
Those that would die or ere resist are grown
The mortal bugs o* the field.

Lord, This was strange chance :

A narrow lane I an old man, and two boysl

Poei, Nay, do not wonder at it : Ton are made
Rather to wonder at the ttungs von hear,
Than to work any. Will you rhyme upon*t,
And vent it for a mockery? Here is one:
** Two boys, an old man twice a boy, a lane,
Preserved the Britons, was the Romans* bane."

Lord, Nay, be not angry, sir.

Ft)et, 'Lack, to what end!

Who dares not stand his foe. 111 be hit friend:
For if hell do, as he b made to do,
I know hell quickly fly my friendship too.
You have pat me into rhyme.

Lord, Farewell; yonareangr^

PosL Still gomg?— This is a lord! O noble

miser V I
To be i* the field, and ask what news of me 1
To-day, how many would have given their honoars
To liave sav d their carcasses ? took hcwl to do*t.
And vet died too? I, in mine own woe charmM,
Could not find death where I did hear him groan;
Nor feel him where he struck: Being an o^y

*Tis strange he hides him in firesh oopa. soft beds.
Sweet words; or hath more ministers than we
That draw his knives i* the war.— Well, I wiU

find him :
For being now a favonrer to the Britoo,
No more a Briton, I have resumed again
The part I came in : Fi^ht I will no more.
But yield me to the veriest hind that shall
Once touch my shoulder. Great the slaughter is
Here made by the Roman ; great the answer be
Britons must take; For me, my ransom's death ;
On either side I come to spend my breath ;
Which neither here 111 keep, nor bear again,
But end it by some means for Imogen.

Enter two Captains, and Soldiers.

1 Cap, Great Japiter be prais*dt Lnoiiis is

lis thought the old man and his sons were angels.

2 Cap, There was a fourth man, in a silly habit,
That gave the affiront with them.

1 Cap, So *ti8 reported:
But none of them can be found.- Stand ! who is

Poet, A Roman ;
Who had not now been drooping here, if seconds
Had answer*d him.

2 Cap, Lay hands on him; a dog I
A leg of Rome shall not return to tell

What crovrs have peck'd them here : He brags his

As if he were of note: bring him to the king .

Enter Ctmbslinb, Belarius, Guidbrius, Atvp
RAOUS, P18AN10, and Roman Captives TU
Captains present Posthumus to Ctmbbuhb,
toAo ddk&re Am ooer to a Gaoler, 1

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SCENE TV. —A Priatm,
3Kter PoflTHUMUs, cmd two Gaolers.

1 QaoL Yon shall not now be stolen, 70a haye

locks upon you ;
So graze, as 70a find pasture.
9 QaoL Ay. or a storaacli.

{Exeunt Gaolers.
Post. Most welcome, bondage! for thon art a

I think, to liberty : Yet am I better
Than one that s sick 0* the gout: since he had

Groan so in perpetuity, than be cnr*d
By the snre physician, death, who is the key
Ix» nnbar these locks. My conscience! tlioa art

More than my shanks and wrists : You good gods,

give me
The penitent instrament, to pick that bolt.
Then fr%6 for ever 1 Ist enough I am sorry ?
80 children temporal fathers do appease ;
God:» are more Mill of mercy. Must I repent?
1 cannot do it better than in gyves,
Desir'd, more than constrained: to satisfy,
If of my freedom *tis the main part, take
No stricter render of me, than my all.
I know yon are more clement than vile men,
Who of their broken debtors take a third,
A sixth, a tenth, lettin? them thrive again
On their abatement: that's not my desire:
For Imogen's dear life take mine; and though
"Tis not so dear, yet 'tis a life ; yon ooin'd it:
*rween man and man, they weigh not every stamp ;
Thongh light, take pieces for the figure's sake :
You rather mine, bemg yours: And so, great

If yon will uke this audit, take this life,
And oaneel these cold bonds. O Imogen!
Ill speak to thee in sUenoe. {He deeps.

Solemn Mutk, EiUer^ as man apparitionj SidLiua
Leonatus, father to Posthdmus, an old man
attired Wee a toarrior' leading in his hand an
ancient matron^ his wi/ej and mother to Posthu-
MUSj with music before them. Then, after other
wuMC, follow the Two young Leonati, bn^hers to
PoeTHUMUS, with wounds, as they died in the
wars. They circle PoerHUHUs round, as he lies

9kL Ko more, tboo thondar-master, ahofw

Thy ^te oo mortal flies ;
With Mara tail out. with Juno obide,

That thy adulterlet
Rat«s and rarenffet.
Hath my poor boy done aanhi bnt well

Whose face I nerer saw !
I died, whilstin the womb he stay'd

Attending Nature s law.
Whose father tbeu tas men report,

Thou oipbans' father art) ,
Ibon shooldst have been, and shielded him


Math, WUhmsntegewheraforewasheiMMk'd

To be exil'd, and thrown

Frcmi LeunatI' seat, and oast

From her his dearest anOb

Sweet Imogent

aid. Why did yon sofTer ladifano.

Slight thing ot Italy.
To taint his noblor heart and bnln

With needless Jealousy ;
And to become Uie geek and soon

O* the other's TillaiiyY


MoiK Loolna lent no* me her aid.

But took me in my throes;
Ibat from me w«s Porithumus ripp'd.
Game crying 'mongst his foes,
A thing of pity I

JM. Gnss nasnre. like his anoestry,
^f nuMed the nfenff so fair.
Ttaat she dflsenrM the praise o* Um world.
As gnat aioiUasr heir.

t Brs, When once he was mature for man

In Britain where was he
That ooukl stand u<> his parallel :

Or fruitful object be
In eye of Imogen, that best

Ooald deem his dignl^r

9 Bro. Vor this, from stOler seats we eamsb
Our parents and OS twain.
That, striking in our ooantrr'B MoaSk

Fen bravely, and were slain ;
Oor fealty, and Tenantins' rig^t.
With honour to maintain.

1 Bro. like hardlment Posthnmus hailh

To Cymbellne pevform'd :
Then Jupiter, thou king of gods,

Why bast thou thus adjuum'd
The graces for his merits due ;

Being all to doloure tumedt

SieL Thy crystal window ope; look ooft;
No longer exercise.
Upon a Taliant race, thy hanb
And potent injuries.

MctK Since, Jupiter, our son is good,
Take off his miseries.

Sid. Peep through thy marble mansion ; help t
Or we poorgbosts will cry
To the shining synod of the restt
Against thy deity.
9 Bro. Help. Jupiter : or we appeal.
And txcm thy Justice fly.

Jupiter deseende m thunder and Ughtnmg, sitting
tiponanea^lehethrowsathunderbolL TheCfhosts
fall on thev knees.

Jtip. No more, yon petty spirits of radon low.

Offend our hearing : hush I— How dare yon, tfiosta.

Accuse the thunderar. whose bolt you know.
Sky-planted, batters aU rebelUng coastst

Po(Mr siiadows of Elysium, hence ; and rest
Upon your ncTerwithering banks of flowsn :

Be not wiUi mortal accidents opprest ;

No care of yours it is ; yon know, 'tis oars.

JHuHn best I lore I cross: to make my gift,

The more delay'd, delighted. Be content ;

Your low-laid son ourgodhead will u lift:

His comforts thxlr^ his trials weUare spent
Our JoTua star reign d at his birth, and in

Our temple was he married.— Rise, and fade I—
He shall be lord of Uidy Imogen,

And happier much ^ bis aflUction made.
This tablet lay upon his breast; wherein

Our pleasure bis full fertonedoth confine ;
And so, away : no farther with your din
Kxpress impatience, lest yon stir up mine-
Mount, eagle, to my palMO orystaUiiie. Msesmtii
SM. He came hi thunder ; his oelsBtial breaih
Was su^ihurous to smeU : tiie holy eagle
St'iop'd, as to foot us: his ascension is
More sweet than our bless'd fields ; his royal bird
Prunes the immoital wiotf, and cloys Us bfNik,
As when his god is pleas'd.
AH Thanks. Jupiter t

Sid, The marhle parement doses, he is unter'd
His radiant roof :- Away I and. tobeblest»
Lei us with care perfonn his great behest.


FosL [ Wakmg,] Sleep, thon bast been a grand
sire, and begot
A father to me: and thou hast created
A mother and two brothers ; But— scorn I—
Gk>na I tliey went hence so soon as-they were bom.
And so I am awake. Poor wretches that depend
On greatness* tavour dream as I have done ;
Wake, and find nothing. But, alas, I swerre:
Many dream not to find, neither deserve.
And jet are steeped in favours; so am I,
That have this golden chance, and know not why.
What fairies haunt this ground? A book? O rare

Be not, as is onpfiuigl^g^^I^^fe|B^g[e


Nobler ttaim that it ooren: let thj effeets
So follow, to be most unlike onr oonrtien,
As good IS promise.

IRmi*.] Wban as ft Uon'i wbdp aluIL to himself mi-
fcnown. withoat seeking, find, and be embraoed bj i^ pi«oo
of tender air ; and when ftom a stately oedar shall be
lopped brandhes, which, being dead many years, shall
after revlTe, be Jointed to the oldstook. and freshly grow ;
then shall Fosthumns end his miseries, Britain be lortu-
Date, and flourish in peace and plenty.
Tis still a dream ; or else sach stuff as madmen
Tongue, and brain not: either both, or nothing :
Or senseless speaking, or a speaking^ snch
As sense cannot untie. Be what it is.
The action of my life is like it, which
111 keep, if bat for sympathy.

Enter QMolier,

QaoL Come, sir, are you ready for death?

Post, Over-roasted rather : ready long ago.

0€ioL Hanging is the word, sir; if yoa be
ready for that yon are well cooked.

Post. So, if I prove a good repast to the
spectators the dish pays the shot.

OaoL A heavy reckoning for yon, sir: Bat thn
eomfort is, yoa shall be called to no more pay-
ments, fear no more tavern bills; which are often
the sadness of parting, as the procuring of mirth ;
you come in fiunt for want of meat, depart reeling
with too much drink ; sorry that you have paid too
much, and sorry that you are paid too much; pur/te
and brain both empty : the brain the heavier for
being too light, the parse too light, being drawn
of heaviness : 1 of^ this contradiction you shall
now be quit.— O, the charity of a penny cord I it
sums up thousands in a trice : you have no true
debitor and creditor but it ; of what's past, is, and
to come, the disdiarge:— Your neck, sir, b pen,
book, and cbunters; so the acquittance follows.

Past, I am merrier to die than thou art to live.

ChwL Indeed, sir, he that sleeps feels not the
toothache : But a man that were to sleep your sleep,
and a hangman to help him to bed, I think he
would change places with his officer; for look you,
sir, you know not which way you shall go.

n§t. Yes, indeed, do I, fellow.

Oaol, Your death has eyes in*s head then; I
have not seen him so pictured : you must either be
directed by some that take upon them to know ;
or take upon yourself that which I am sure you
do not know; for, jump the after-inquiry on your
swn peril, and how you shall speed in your journey's
end, I think yooll never return to tell one.

PosL 1 tell thee, fellow, there are none want eyes
to direct them the way I am going, but such as
wink, and will not use them.

^002. What an infinite mock is this, that a man
should have the best use of eyes to see the way of
blindness 1 1 am sure hanging's the way of

JEnter a Messenger.

J/esi. Knock off his manacles; bring your
prisoner to the king.

Po$t, Thou bring'st good news ; — I am called to
be made free.

ChoL 1*11 be hanged then.

Pott. Thou shalt be then freer than a gaoler; no
bolts for the dead. {Exeunt Post, and Mess.

OacL Unless a man would marry a gallows, and
beget young gibbets, 1 never saw one so prone.
Yet, on my conscience, there are verier knaves
desire to live, for all ho be a Roman : and there be
:K»ine of them too that die against their wills: so
•hoald J , it I were one. I would we were all of


one rauid, and one mind good; O, tiiere wm
desolation of gaolers and gsllowsesi I speak
against my present profit; but my wish hath a
preferment int [JSxtuHL

SCENE y.— Cymbeline'k Tent,

Enter CrMBELnnB, Belarius, GnrDBiuiis, Ajtvi*
RAaus, PiSAHio, Lords, Officers, onJ Attendants.

Oym, Stand by my aide, yoa whom the gods
have made
Preservers of my throne. Woe ii my heart.
That the poor soldier that so richly fought.
Whose rags sham'd gilded arms, whose naked

Stepp'd before targes of proof, cannot be foond :
He snail be happy that can find him, if
Our grace can make him so.

Bd. I never saw

Such noble fury in so poor a thing;
Such precious deeds in one that promised nongiht
But beggary and poor looks.

Cunu No tidings of him ?

Pu, He hath been searoh'd among the dead and
But no trace of him.

Cym, To my grief, I am

The heir of his reward ; which I will add
To you the liver, heart, and brain of Britain,

[To Belarius, GuiDBRiU8,ami Arviraovs.
By whom I grant she lives : — Tis now th e time
To ask of whence yoa are :— -reoort it

Bel Sir,

In Cambria are we bom, and gentlemen :
Further to boast were neither true nor modest,
Unless I add we are honest.

Ct/nu Bow voar knees:

Arise, my knights o' the battle; 1 create yoa
Companions to our person, and will fit yoa
With dignities becoming your estates.

Enter Cornbltus and Ladies.

There's business in these faces :— Why so sadly
Greet you our victory? you look like Romans,
And not o' the court of Britain.

Cor, Hail, great Ungl

To sour your happiness I must report
The queen is dead.

Ctfm, Whom worse than a physician

Would this report become? But I oonsiaer,
By medicine life may be prolong'd, yet death
Will seize the doctor too. How ended she?

C7or. With horror, madly dying, like her life.
Which, being cruel to the world, coni-luded
Most cruel to herself. What ohe confessed
I will report, so please you : These her women
Can trip me, if I err ; who, with wet cheeks.
Were present when she finish'd.

^m. Prithee, sar.

Cor. First, she confessed she never lov'd yoo;
Affected greatness got by you, not yoa :
Married your royalty, was wife to your place ;
Abhorr'd your person.

Ci/m, She alone knew this :

And, but she spoke it dying, I would not
Believe her li))s in opening it. Proceed.

Cor, Your daughter, whom she bore in hand tA
With such intep^ty, she did confess
Was as a scorpion to her sight; whose life,
But that her flip^ht prevented U,.fhe had
Ta'enoffby pouont^igi^i^^^ byGOOglC

(^m. O mo6t delicate fiend I

Who ist can read a woman?— Is there more?

Cor. More, sir, and worse. She did confess she
For 70Q a mortal mineral; which, bein^ took,
Should by the minute feed on life, and lingVing,
By inches waste you : In which time she purposed,
Br watching, weeping, tendance, kissing, to

ercome yon with her show : yes, and in time.
When she had fitted you with her craft, to work
Her son into the adoption of the crown :

But, failing of her end by his strange absence,
Grew shameless-desperate ; open'd, in despite
Of heaven and men, her purposes ; repented
The evils she hatched were not effected: so,
Dopairing, died.

CV»i* Heard yon all this, her women?

Laily* We did, so please your highness.

Cym, Mine eyes

Were not in fault, for she was beautiful ;
Mine ears, that heard her flattery ; nor my heart,
That thought her like her seeming: it had been

To have mistrusted her: yet, O my daughter!
That it was folly in me, thon mayst say.
And prove it in thy feeling. Heaven mend all 1

Snter Lucius, Iachimo, iht Soothsayer, andoHter
Knman primmen^ guarded; PoeruuMUS behind,
and Imoobh.

Thou cornet not, Cains, now for tribute ; that
The Britons have raz'd out, though with the loss
Of many a bold one ; whose kinsmen have made

That their good souls may be appeased with

Of you their captives, which oorself have granted:
80, think of your estate.

Lua. Consider, sir, the chance of war: the day
Was youra by accident; had it gone with us.
We should not, when the blo<^ was cool, have

Our prisoners v. ith the sword. But since the gods
Will have it thus, that nothing but our lives
Mav be caird ransom, let it come: sufficeth
A Koman with a Roman's heart can suffer:
Augustus lives to think ont: and so much
For ray peculiar care. This one thing only

1 will entreat: my boy, a Briton bom.
Let him be ransomed : never master bad
A page so kind, so duteous, diligent,

80 tender over bis occasions, true,

80 feat, so nurse-like : let his virtue join

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