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glory of Edward's court? No, I am happier now on the dung hill than ever I was in his arms: For, oh! it was an adulterous bed indeed. Oh! wretch, that I knew King Edward, that ever I was betrayed by him? What floods of ſorrow have my ſins occaſioned? Oh! learn from me, good people, to beware of vain delights; they promiſe fair, but they leave bitter ſtings behind them. Alas! you know my puniſhment is grievous in this world, and ſo it is, for I have endured a thouſand deaths in one; but now my dying moments are come, I rejoice ſince repentance has ſecured my happiueſs above. But, O, where repentance is not given, what ſeas of torment rack the foul O happy dung-hill, how do I embrace thee! From thee my pardoned ſoluſhall ſoar to heaven, though here I leave this filthy carcaſe.
O that the name of Shore my be an antidote to ſtop the poiſonous and ſoul contagion of raging luſt for ever.
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