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O, had they in that darksome prison died! (380)

Then had they seen the period of their ill; (381)

Then Collatine aga n, by Lucrece' side, (382)

In his clear bed might have reposed still: (383)

But they must ope, this blessed league to kill;
And holy-thoughted Lucrece to their sight (385)

Must sell her joy, her life, her world's delight.

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