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 1 Praise|       of Hesiod, Homer, nay and Jupiter himself, divum pater atque
 2 Praise|         whom he favors may lead Jupiter and his thunder in a string.
 3 Praise|   produce me from his brain, as Jupiter that sour and ill-looked
 4 Praise|      Nor do I envy to the great Jupiter the goat, his nurse, forasmuch
 5 Praise|         nor the cloud-gathering Jupiter’s shield either beget or
 6 Praise|     themselves. But tell me, by Jupiter, what part of man’s life
 7 Praise|     people, than either Homer’s Jupiter with his crooked counsels,
 8 Praise|         when you know enough of Jupiter’s loose loves? When that
 9 Praise|         passion than reason has Jupiter composed us? putting in,
10 Praise|     assist me, you daughters of Jupiter, while I make it out that
11 Praise|     round him, as the poets say Jupiter was now and then wont. To
12 Praise|         death—no small evil, by Jupiter! They are not tormented
13 Praise|      not everyone rich. Homer’s Jupiter bestows not empire on all
14 Praise|    Athens, Minerva; in Olympus, Jupiter; at Tarentum, Neptune; and
15 Praise|       letters half eaten out; O Jupiter! what towerings! what triumphs!
16 Praise|        stretched that I believe Jupiter’s brain was not near so
17 Praise|    banquet, and ’twere well, by Jupiter, there were no more than
18 Praise|        he may get the nearer to Jupiter himself; and everyone of
19 Praise| approved doctors, with whom, by Jupiter! a great part of the learned