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1 T-III|         so cruelly?~I beg you, cease to trouble my shade.~Imagine
2  T-IV| Believe in what’s as you wish, cease to doubt what’s true,~and
3   T-V|    were my harbour,~do you too cease to care for the friend you
4   T-V|       wise readers would never cease to bless you:~your honour,
5  ExII|     they were inflicted on me, cease asking~about them: don’t
6   ExI|        from your own.~When you cease, and the mortal mouth is
7  ExIV|        brighten my glance,~and cease to remember my misfortunes.~
8  IBIS|    enemy.~Moisture will sooner cease to conflict with fire,~the