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1     I|   is no minimum in things;~ Albeit we see the boundary point
2     I|     common to many worlds,~ Albeit thou must confess each verse,
3    II|    each object at the end,~ Albeit the sum is seen to bide
4    IV| same way as we. A portico,~ Albeit it stands well propped from
5     V|   forth the sun's own fire, albeit that fire~ Be not a great,
6     V|  Composed and tranquil. For albeit he 'scape~ The race of gods
7    VI|    yet~ In polished verses, albeit hath issued forth~ So much
8    VI|      Of doom and cataclysm, albeit they see~ So great a bulk