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udden a thought came like a full-blown rose,Flushing his brow, and in his pained heartMade purple riot: then doth he proposeA stratagem, that makes the beldame start:"A cruel man and impious thou art: 140Sweet lady, let her pray, and sleep, and dreamAlone with her good angels, far apartFrom wicked men like thee. Go, go!--I deemThou canst not surely be the same that thou didst seem."
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