He wudn't about to leave.
Moon, that now meetſt the orient sun, now fli'ſt / With the fixt Starrs, fixt in thir Orb that flies, …
But this latter has, at the suggestion of Tyndarus, exchanged clothes with him, and the slave […] personates the master.
I was foiled by my superior
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