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Yet, foul night-working cat, he doth but dally, (555)

While in his hold-fast foot the weak mouse panteth: (556)

Her sad behaviour feeds his vulture folly, (557)

A swallowing gulf that even in plenty wanteth: (558)

His ear her prayers admits, but his heart granteth
No penetrable entrance to her plaining: (560)

Tears harden lust, though marble wear with raining.

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