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As when heaven's fireMilton.
Hath scathed the forest oaks or mountain pines.
Strokes of calamity that scathe and scorch the soul.W. Irving.
But she was somedeal deaf, and that was skathe.Chaucer.
Great mercy, sure, for to enlarge a thrall,Spenser.
Whose freedom shall thee turn to greatest scath.
Wherein Rome hath done you any scath,Shak.
Let him make treble satisfaction.