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I will speak daggers to her but use none. |
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My tongue and soul in this be hypocrites. |
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How in my words somever she be shent, |
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To give them seals never, my soul, consent! |
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I'll speak as sharp as a dagger to her, but I
won't use one on her. And so, my words and thoughts will
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