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Into the chamber wickedly he stalks, (366)

And gazeth on her yet unstained bed. (367)

The curtains being close, about he walks, (368)

Rolling his greedy eyeballs in his head: (369)

By their high treason is his heart misled;
Which gives the watch-word to his hand full soon (371)

To draw the cloud that hides the silver moon.

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