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Section 179
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1Lys.
2And run through fire I will for thy sweet sake.
3Transparent Helena, nature her shewes art,
4That through thy bosome makes me see thy heart.
5Where is Demetrius? oh how fit a word
6Is that vile name, to perish on my sword!