.Blister'd be their envious tongues, cut 'em well like a cunt yet to be satisfied
had I only the poison mixed, the sharp vengeance knife, the suicide
whilst dry sorrow drinks our blood, the torture still roars in dismal hell
the mortal paradise of such sweet flesh became the purgatory, (inde.
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