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She Lov'd Me For The Dangers I Had Pass'd, And I Lov'd Her That She Did Pity Them

When To The Sessions Of Sweet Silent Thought I Summon Up Remembrance Of Things Past, I Sigh The Lack Of Many A Thing I Sought.

If People Knew How Much I Hated Them, They'd Love Me For Holding It In.

The Breaking Of So Great A Thing Should Make A Greater Crack: The Round World Should Have Shook Lions Into Civil Streets, And Citizens To Their Dens.

How Easy It Is For The Proper-false In Woman's Waxen Hearts To Set Their Forms!