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1   III| lords and princes weep~With dire complaints about the murdered
2    IV|    for rage, and threatened dire mischance.~He choked his
3    IV| kept,~Should give me poison dire ere next I slept.~ ~ LIII~"
4   XII| kisses fall,~Her sighs, her dire complaints did interlace?~
5   XII|      hear,~High Heaven some dire misfortune threatened hath,~
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