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1    II| to fly, excuse, or pardon crave,~But stood prepared to die,
2    IV| free from Macon's lore, I crave~Help for this sickness none
3   XII|  my soul, baptism I dying crave,~Come wash away my sins
4   XVI| no parting kiss of thee~I crave, for some more fit with
5  XVII| as his old age and empire crave,~So Phidias carved, Apelles
6   XIX|   me, small is the gift I crave,~The last which thou canst
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