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Poem	Where are yee now, Astrologers, that looke For petty accidents in Heavens booke? Two Twins, to whom one Influence gave breath, Differ in more than Fortune, Life and Death. While both were warme (for that was all they were Unlesse some feeble cry sayd Life was there By wavering change of health they seem'd to trie Which of the two should live, for one must die. As if one Soule, allotted to susteine The lumpe, which afterwards was cutt in twain, Now servde them both: whose limited restraynt From double vertue made them both to faynt: But when that common Soule away should flie, Death killing one, expected both should die: Shee hitt, and was deceivde: that other parte Went to supply the weake survivers heart: So Death, where shee was cruell, seemde most milde: She aymed at two, and killde but halfe a childe.
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