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| Now the shoes speak, decking his body in gay ornaments. |
This main secret, fit for a fool to fail by.
What must the Vicar of Christ do now? As
the Pope, tell him this tale.
Are you contented to abdicate the Triregnum.
Abdicate then.
Then know, it is your fault that you abdicate
the supreme seat, the throne majestic, the
scepter'd office, losing your gorgeous palace
for a hermitage, your gay apparel for an
almsman's gown, your congregation for
a pair of carved saints, your kingdom for
a little grave.
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