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3988. Whene menne of
crocus come frome the
Earth and green manne
frome thee Sky, yette
ken not why, and Pluto's
barres quitte the lightning
castels, and sunken landes
riseth, and Leviathan
runneth free, and Brazil
is vert, then Three
cometh together and Four
arise, upon iron horses
ride; I tell you the ende
draweth nigh.
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