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    "text": "To stab my youth with desperate knives, to wear",
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   {
    "text": "This paltry age’s gaudy livery,",
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    "text": "To let each base hand filch my treasury,",
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    "text": "To mesh my soul within a woman’s hair,",
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    "text": "And be mere Fortune’s lackeyed groom⁠—I swear",
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    "text": "I love it not! these things are less to me",
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    "text": "Than the thin foam that frets upon the sea,",
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    "text": "Less than the thistledown of summer air",
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    "text": "Which hath no seed: better to stand aloof",
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    "text": "Far from these slanderous fools who mock my life",
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    "text": "Knowing me not, better the lowliest roof",
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    "text": "Fit for the meanest hind to sojourn in,",
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    "text": "Than to go back to that hoarse cave of strife",
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    "text": "Where my white soul first kissed the mouth of sin.",
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