THOU cruel Fair, I go To seek out any Fate but thee, Since there is none can wound me so, Nor that has half thy cruelty; Thou cruel Fair, I go. For ever, then, farewell, 'Tis a long leave I take, but oh! To tarry with thee here is Hell, And twenty thousand Hells to go, For ever, though, farewell.
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