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1    7,    2|      and Lover, under a great brewing~ ~Fat, upon the sodaine
2    7,    2|       mine: creepe under this brewing Fat,~ ~till I have opened
3    7,    2| moneth. Wife, I remembred the brewing~ ~Fat, whereof we have little
4    7,    2|   simple, as to~ ~sell such a brewing Fat for ten Gigliatoes?
5    7,    2|     with your~ ~Wife for this brewing Fat, which I finde to be
6    7,    2|      to me. To be breefe, the Brewing Fat was neatly cleansed,