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1  VIII|   LXXVII~ Tis said he felt infused in each vein,~A sacred heat
2     X| and false enticing smiles,~Infused love among the dainties
3  XIII|    sinks,~And moisture new infused largely was~In trees, in
4   XIV|   gentle breast~Heaven had infused that new and sudden thought,~
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