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Section 18
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1Troy.
2I was about to tell thee, when my heart,
3As wedged with a sigh, would riue in twaine,
4Least Hector, or my Father should perceiue
5me:
6I haue (as when the Sunne doth light a‑scorne)
7Buried this sigh, in wrinkle of a smile:
8But sorrow, that is couch'd in seeming gladnesse,