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54

(372)
Look, as the fair and fiery-pointed sun, (373)

Rushing from forth a cloud, bereaves our sight; (374)

Even so, the curtain drawn, his eyes begun (375)

To wink, being blinded with a greater light: (376)

Whether it is that she reflects so bright,
(377)
That dazzleth them, or else some shame supposed; (378)

But blind they are, and keep themselves enclosed.

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