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That you | were once | unkind | befriends | me
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And for | that sor|row, which | I then | did
feel,
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Needs^must | I und|er my | transgres|sion bow,
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Unless | my nerves | were brass | or ham|mered
steel.
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For if | you were | by my | unkind|ness shaken
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As I | by yours,| you've passed | a hell | of
time;
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And I | a tyr|ant have | no leis|ure taken
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To weigh | how^once | I suf|fered in | your
crime.
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O* that | our night | of woe | might have |
remem||bered
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My deep|est sense,| how hard | true* sor|row hits,
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And soon | to you,| as you | to me | then
tend||ered
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The hum|ble salve,| which woun|ded bos|oms fits.
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But that | your tres|pass* now | becomes | a fee,
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Mine^rans|oms yours,| and yours | must rans|om
me.