What out-of-the-way cause graze me grazed a lot,Undo me loose from the genuine ties of my destiny,What greater sin than a man’s blasphemy?If any to consume my inward person like the vile when hades burn still,If I know me well and I’m without doubt for realOf how I would feel at the triumph of mine dealWhat cause to trade the whole shebang, the lot I labored for?
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