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- THE
RAPE
OF
LVCRECE.
Lookc
lookc
how
liftning
Priam
wets
his
eyes,
To
fee
thofc
borrowed
teares
that S
i
non
(hccd^,
Priam
why
art
thou
old,
and
yet not
wife?
For
cueric
tearc
he
fals
a
Troian
bleeds:
His
eye
dropsfirc,
no
water
ihencc
proceeds,Thofe
roud
cleat
pearls
of
his
that
moue
thy
pitty,
Arc
bals
of
quenchleffc
fire
to
burne
thy
Citty.
Such
Dculls
ftealc
effeds
from hghtlcOe
HcH,
For
S
I
N
o
N
in his
fire
doth
quake
with
cold.
And
in
that
cold hot
burning
fire
doth dwell,
Thcfc
contraries
fuch
vnitic
do
hold.
Only
to
flatter
foolcs,
and
make
them bold,
>
So
P
R
1
A
M
s
trull falie
S
I
N
o
N
s
teares
doth
flatter,
^
That
he
finds
means
to
burne
his
Troy
with w
ater.
Here
all
inrag'd fuch paflion her
aflailes.
That patience
is
quite
beaten from
her
breaft,
Shec
tears
the fenccleflc S
i
n
o
n
with
her nailcs,
Comparing
him
to
that
vnhappiegueft,
V
Vhofe deede
hath
made
hcrfeifc, herfelfe
dctcft,
At
laft fliee
fmilingly with
this
giues
ore,
Foolc foo],quoth
lhc,his
wounds
wil
not be fore,
L 2
11. 1548- 1568
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