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To one unfortunate. I am as wise as you. I err"d: I seek not to deny it. But EYen so to err I wilrd. I wilrd it. Succour To men, to me traYail: the terms were so. Though sooth I had not thought that he would engine Such torments on me, shriYelling me to shards Here on the dizzy crags, or find a hill So desolate and foot-forsook as this. }Jow therefore v,ail not for my present ills, But come to earth, and hearken the strange matter That draweth on. How all shall end be perfect. Consent to me. consent, I pray you: suffer With him that now hath anguish. Quick oi wing Pain now alights on this one� now on that. Ed:I.¡yn R. Bc,:an' s trans.
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