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But she hath lost a dearer thing than life, (688)

And he hath won what he would lose again: (689)

This forced league doth force a further strife; (690)

This momentary joy breeds months of pain; (691)

This hot desire converts to cold disdain:
Pure Chastity is rifled of her store, (693)

And Lust, the thief, far poorer than before.

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