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- THE
RAPE
OF
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V
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portall y cclds
him
way,
Throughlittle
vents
and
cranlesofthe
place,
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wind
warres
with
his
torch,
to
make
him
(laic
,
And
blowes
the
fmoakc
of
it
into
his
face,
ExtinguifliiiTg
his
condud
in
this
cafe.
But
his
hot
heart,
which
fond
defire
doth fcorch,Ruffes
forth
another
wind
thatfires the
torch.
And
being
lighted,by
the
Hght
he fpies
LvcRECiAS
gloLie,
wherein
her
needle
(licks.
He
takes
it
from
the rufhes
where
it
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And
griping
it,
the
needle
his
finger
pricks.
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who
fhpdd
fay,
this
glouc
to
wanton
trickcs
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not
inur'dj
returne
againe
in
ha%
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feed
our
miftreflcornSmcnts
arc
chart.
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all
thefe
poore
forbiddings
could
not (lay
him,
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in
the
wcnft (Snce confters
their
deniall:
The
dores,
the
wind,thegloue
that
did delay
him,
He
takes
for
accidentall things
of
triall.
Or
as
thofe bars
which
ftop the
hourely
diall.
Who
with
alingring
ftaie
hiscourfc doth
let,
Till
cuerie
minute paycs
the
hovyre
his
debt. So
11.
309—329
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