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(582)
'My husband is thy friend; for his sake spare me: (583)

Thyself art mighty; for thine own sake leave me: (584)

Myself a weakling; do not then ensnare me: (585)

Thou look'st not like deceit; do not deceive me. (586)

My sighs, like whirlwinds, labor hence to heave thee:
(587)
If ever man were moved with woman's moans, (588)

Be moved with my tears, my sighs, my groans:

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