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Beshrew | that heart | that makes | my heart | to
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For that | deep wound it gives | my friend |
and me;
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Is it not | enough | to tor|ture me | alone,
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But slave | to slav|ery my sweet|est friend |
must be?
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Me from | myself | thy cru|el eye | hath taken,
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And my / next self | thou hard|er hast |
engrossed:
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Of him,| myself,| and thee | I am | forsaken,
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A tor|ment thrice | three-fold thus | to be
crossed.
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Prison | my heart | in thy / steel bos|om's ward,
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But then | my friend's | heart let my | poor
heart bail;
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Whoere | keeps me,| let my | heart be | his
guard;
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Thou canst | not then | use rig|or in | my jail.
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And yet | thou wilt,| for I | being pent | in
thee,
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Perforce | am thine | and all | that is | in me.