"Whoe'er thou art, thy Lord and master see, Thou wast my Slave, thou art, or thou shalt be..."
"Shall it not be scorn to me to harp on such a moulder'd string? I am shamed through all my nature to have lov'd so sligh..."
"Let the lover be disgraceful, crazy, absent-minded. Someone sober will worry about events going badly. Let the lover be..."
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