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1    II|      Which, waked by nimble fingers, on the strings~ The sweet
2   III|     sense;~ First nails and fingers of the feet turn blue,~
3    IV|  never so lightly with thy [fingers] twain~ Perchance [thou
4    IV| cannot with their palms and fingers rub~ Aught from each tender
5    VI|       And from her delicate fingers slips away~ Her gaudy handiwork,
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