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 1 Intro,  2|    and smile and fill me with shame. I sit like a beggar maid,
 2 Text,  6 |      My poet's vanity dies in shame before thy sight. O master
 3 Text,  23| strength is exhausted, remove shame and poverty, and renew his
 4 Text,  27|  large, my failures great, my shame secret and heavy; yet when
 5 Text,  29|    self, my lord, he knows no shame; but I am ashamed to come
 6 Text,  40|    and smile and fill me with shame. I sit like a beggar maid,
 7 Text,  40|   come. How could I utter for shame that I keep for my dowry
 8 Text,  40|    beggar girl a-tremble with shame and pride, like a creeper
 9 Text,  50|       throne to seat him? Oh, shame! Oh utter shame! Where is
10 Text,  50|      him? Oh, shame! Oh utter shame! Where is the hall, the
11 Text,  53|       I stood speechless with shame when my name thou didst