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 "title": "Jealousy",
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    "text": "Fond woman, which wouldst have thy husband die,",
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    "text": "And yet complain’st of his great jealousy;",
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   {
    "text": "If, swollen with poison, he lay in his last bed,",
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    "text": "His body with a sere bark covered,",
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    "text": "Drawing his breath as thick and short as can",
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    "text": "The nimblest crocheting musician,",
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    "text": "Ready with loathsome vomiting to spew",
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    "text": "His soul out of one hell into a new,",
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   {
    "text": "Made deaf with his poor kindred’s howling cries,",
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   {
    "text": "Begging with few feign’d tears great legacies⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "Thou wouldst not weep, but jolly, and frolic be,",
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    "text": "As a slave, which tomorrow should be free.",
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   {
    "text": "Yet weep’st thou, when thou seest him hungerly",
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    "text": "Swallow his own death, heart’s-bane jealousy?",
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   {
    "text": "O give him many thanks, he’s courteous,",
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    "text": "That in suspecting kindly warneth us.",
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    "text": "We must not, as we used, flout openly,",
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    "text": "In scoffing riddles, his deformity;",
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    "text": "Nor at his board together being sat,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With words, nor touch, scarce looks, adulterate.",
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   {
    "text": "Nor when he, swollen and pamper’d with great fare,",
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    "text": "Sits down and snorts, caged in his basket chair,",
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    "text": "Must we usurp his own bed any more,",
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    "text": "Nor kiss and play in his house, as before.",
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   {
    "text": "Now I see many dangers; for it is",
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   {
    "text": "His realm, his castle, and his diocese.",
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   {
    "text": "But if⁠—as envious men, which would revile",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Their prince, or coin his gold, themselves exile",
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   {
    "text": "Into another country, and do it there⁠—",
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   {
    "text": "We play in another house, what should we fear?",
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   {
    "text": "There we will scorn his household policies,",
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   {
    "text": "His silly plots, and pensionary spies,",
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   {
    "text": "As the inhabitants of Thames’ right side",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Do London’s mayor, or Germans the Pope’s pride.",
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