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    "text": "Vengeance will sit above our faults; but till",
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   {
    "text": "She there do sit,",
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    "text": "We see her not, nor them. Thus, blind, yet still",
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    "text": "We lead her way; and thus, whilst we do ill,",
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    "text": "Unhappy he whom youth makes not beware",
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    "text": "Enough we labour under age, and care;",
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    "text": "In number, th’ errors of the last place are",
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    "text": "Yet we, that should the ill we now begin",
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    "text": "As soon repent,",
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    "text": "Strange thing! perceive not; our faults are not seen,",
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    "text": "But we know ourselves least; mere outward shows",
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