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- # II. 939—959
## Overview
This is a section (II. 939—959) extracted from a text file, representing a portion of the poem *The Rape of Lucrece*. It spans lines 5590 to 5618 of the source file [pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA). This section is part of a larger chapter titled "[THE RAPE OF LYGRECE.](arke:01KG6S4F3XW2RKF6WDXEATZYAA)" and is included in the [PDF Workflow Main Test 2026-01-30T00:26:53](arke:01KG6NWQ2H2K4PGG7H4ZHYCZ3Y) collection.
## Context
The section was extracted by the `structure-extraction-lambda` process and manually edited by user [Structure Extraction](arke:01KFF0H3YRP9ZSM033AM0QJ47H). It is preceded by section [II. 918—938](arke:01KG6S5N5T4CR56ETQ1DW7WBBG) and followed by section [II. 960—980](arke:01KG6S5N5ZZ3XKZX083CMBKJTR), maintaining the sequential structure of the poem. The source file [pdf-01KG6Q7Q25RHMFT3SJXPV18VFF.txt](arke:01KG6S2X2EBB305ENM00G16GWA) is a plain text file derived from a PDF, and it was assembled from numerous smaller files.
## Contents
This section contains verses from *The Rape of Lucrece*, focusing on themes of mischief, retribution, and the torment of Tarquin. The text expresses a desire for Tarquin to be punished for his crime, with vivid imagery of ghostly shadows, restless nights, and the scorn of noble women. It invokes time as a tutor of both good and evil, calling for it to teach the speaker how to curse Tarquin.
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# THE RAPE OF LYCRECE.
V Vhy work'st thou mischiefe in thy Pilgrimage,
Vnleffe thou could't return to make amends?
One poore retyring minute in an age
V Vould purchase thee a thousand thousand friends,
Lending him wit that to bad detters lends, (backe,
O this dread night, would'st thou one howr come
I could preuen this storme, and shun thy wracke.
Thou ceafeleffe Jackie to Eternitie,
V Vith some mischancecroffe TARQVIN in his flight.
Deuife extrumes beyind extremitie,
To make him curse this cursed crimefull night.
Let gastly shadowes his lewd eyes affright,
And the dire thought of his committed euill,
Shape every both a hideous shapeleffe deuill.
Disturbe his hooves of rest with restleffe trances,
A fthit him in his bed with bedred grones,
Let there bechamee him pitifull mischances,
To make him mone, but pitie not his mones:
Stone him with hardened hearts harder then stones,
And let nuble women to him loose their mildneffe,
V Vilder to him then Tygers in their wildneffe.
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