[BNP/E3, 79 – 8]

And what reward was theirs?

     Slavery? And chains and death.

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{…} but me

The {…} of the which – wherefore our misery?

Not the weak love that doth expect return

{…} men mourn {…}

And my full sense of sufféring and of pain

And this {…} broke from mine enfevere’d brain.

[8a^v]

Riddling with ills and tares their mindless progeny.