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Your Citie is built in the sweetest aire, vpō the gētle rising of an hil, amidst the richest soile aboue the valley of fatnesse, Large vbifoecunda rerum vndat copiacornu, where there is Gods plentie, whence without plowing or sowing, reaping or keeping, you are fed like the fowles of heauen, |
Your city is built in the Sweetest air, upon the gentle rising of an hill, amid the Richest soil above the valley of fatness, Large vbifoecunda rerum vndat copiacornu, where there is God's plenty, whence without plowing or sowing, reaping or keeping, you Are fed like the fowls of heaven, |
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