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er seeming dead he found with feigned feare,As all unweeting of that well she knew,And paynd himselfe with busie care to reareHer out of carelesse swowne. Her eyelids blew 400And dimmed sight with pale and deadly hewAt last she up gan lift: with trembling cheareHer up he tooke, too simple and too trew,And oft her kist. At length all passed feare,[*]He set her on her steede, and forward forth did beare. 405 * * * * *
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