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For then is Tarquin brought unto his bed, (121)

Intending weariness with heavy spright; (122)

For, after supper, long he questioned (123)

With modest Lucrece, and wore out the night: (124)

Now leaden slumber with life's strength doth fight;
And every one to rest themselves betake, (126)

Save thieves, and cares, and troubled minds, that wake.

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