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## Overview
This section, labeled "11. 687—707," is an extracted textual component from the chapter "[THE RAPE OF LYGRECE.](arke:01KG6S4F3XW2RKF6WDXEATZYAA)". It spans lines 5219 to 5249 of its source file and was extracted on January 30, 2026.
## Context
This section is part of the larger chapter "[THE RAPE OF LYGRECE.](arke:01KG6S4F3XW2RKF6WDXEATZYAA)", which itself is contained within the "[PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y)" collection. The text was extracted from the file "[pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA)". It follows the section "[II. 666–686](arke:01KG6S5MKCXCC35TBHZ2G1RRMB)" and precedes the section "[II. 708—728](arke:01KG6S5N5QT731QA64F4QE79FH)", indicating its sequential position within the narrative of "The Rape of Lucrece."
## Contents
The section contains three stanzas of poetry from "The Rape of Lucrece." The text describes the immediate aftermath of Tarquin's act, focusing on his guilt and Lucrece's despair. It portrays Tarquin's "Feeble desire all recreant, poore and meeke" and his realization of the "disgrace" he has brought upon himself. Lucrece is depicted as having her "soules faire temple... defaced" and her "consecrated wall" battered by "fowle insurrection," leading to "liuing death and payne perpetuall." The verses emphasize the profound internal suffering and moral consequences experienced by both characters.
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# THE RAPE OF L'VCRECE.
And then with lanke, and leane discolour'd cheeke,
WVith heauie eye, knit-brow, and strengthlesse pace,
Feeble desire all recreant, poore and meeke,
Like to a banckrout begger wailes his cace:
The flesh being proud, Desire doth fight with grace;
For there it reuels, and when that decaies,
The guiltie rebell for remission praies.
So fares it with this fault-full Lord of Rome,
WVho this accomplishment so hotly chased,
For now against himselfe he sounds this doome,
That through the length of times he stads disgrace:
Besides his soules faire temple is defaced,
To whose weake ruines muster troopes of cares,
To aske the spotted Princesse how she fares.
Shee sayes her subiects with fowle insurrection,
Haue batterd downe her consecrated wall,
And by their mortall fault brought in subjection
Her immortalitie, and made her thrall,
To liuing death and payne perpetuall.
WVhich in her prescience shee controlled still,
But her foresight could not forestall their will.
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