No More Learning

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His Offring soon propitious Fire from Heav'n
Consum'd with nimble glance, and           steame;
The others not, for his was not sincere;
Whereat hee inlie rag'd, and as they talk'd,
Smote him into the Midriff with a stone
That beat out life; he fell, and deadly pale
Groand out his Soul with gushing bloud effus'd.