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When they in thee the like offences prove :
If but for fear of this, thy will remove ;
For princeH are the glass, the school, the book,
Where subjects' eyes do learn, do read, do look.

' And wilt thou be the school where Lust sluill

learn?
Must he in thee read lectures of such shame r
Wilt thou be glass wherein it shall discern
Authority for sin, warrant for blame.
To privilege dishonour in thy name? [laud.
Thou back'st reproach against long-living
And makest fkir repuution but a bawd.

' Hast thou command ? by him that gave it thee.
From a pure heart command thy rebel will :
Drtw not thy sword to guard iniquity.
For It was lent thee all that brood to kill.
Thy princely office how canst thou fulfil.

When, patterii'd by thr fault, foul sin nuiy say.

He learn 'd to sin, and thou didHi teach the way r

'Think but how vile a upectacle it were.
To view thy present trewpasn in another.
Men's faults do neldouj to themselveH appear ;
I Theirown tranngresMiuns partially thev smother:
This guilt would seem death-worthy iu thy
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THE RAPE OP LUCRECE.



Then Coliaiiiie ai^n, bv Lucreoe' side,
lu bla ol«»r bed might hi



But they muHt ope, thto bleaeed l^navn
And bolT'tbo«j|[ht«d Lucrece to tne



lave reMMed still :
blessed leaff
liolT>tlio«j|[hted Itucrece to tnetr siKbt
Must 8«U her jo/, her life, her world's deUght.

Her lily hMid her rosy cheek lies uuder,
Ckizening the pillow of a lawflil kiiM ;
Who. therefore augry, beems to part in sunder.
Swelling on either side to want bis bliss ;
Between whose bills her head entooabed is:
Where, like a virtuous munumeut, she lies,
To be admired of lewd uuballow'd eyes.

Without the bed her other fair hand wa^
On the green coverlet : whoM perfect white
Show'dlike an April daisy on the grass.
With pearly sweat, rest'mbling dew of night.
Her eyes, like marigolds, had sheathed their
And canopied in darkness sweetly lay, [light.
Till they might open to adorn the day.

Her hair, like golden threads, play'd with her
O modest wantons ! wanton mode»ty ! [breath ;
Showing life's triumph In the map of death.
And deatb's^im look in life's mortality:
Bach In hei^sleep themselves m> beautify.

As if betM^eu them twain there wei e no strife.

But that life lived in death, and death in life.

Her breasts, like ivorr globes circled with blue.

A pair of maiden worlds uuconauered.

Save of their lord no bearing yoke they knew.

And him by oath they truly honoured.

These worlds in Tarq'uin new ambition bred;
Who, like a foul iwurper. went about
From this fair throne to heave the owner out.

What could he see but rolsbtily he noted?
What did he note but oiroiigly he desired f
What he beheld, on thnt he tirmly doted.
And in his will his wilful eye ho tired.
With more thiui admiration he admired
Her azure veins, her alubuMter skin.
Her coral lips, her snow-white dimpled chin.

As the grim lion fuwnetli o'er his prey.
Sharp hunger by the conquest naiisflea.
So o'er this sleeping soul doth T.trquin stay.
His rase of lUHt by gazing qiialiflfd:
Slack'd, not suppresH'd : for standing by her side.
His eye, wliicn late this mutiny restrains.
Unto a greater uproar tempts bis veins :

And they,4lk« straKgling slaves for pillage fight-
Obdurate vassals felT exploits effecting, C*°8*
In bloody death and ravishment deligutlng.
Nor children's tean nor mothers' groans re-
specting,
Swell In their pride, the onset still expecting:
Anon his beating heart, alarum striking.
Gives the hot charge and bids them do their
liking.

His drumming heart cheers up his bumlng eye.
His eye commends the leading to hb hana ;
Hbt hand, as proud of such a dignity,
Smokinewlth pride,march'd on to make his stand
On her hare breast, the heart of all her land :
Whose ranks of blue veins, as hb hand did scale.
Left their round turrets destitute and pale.

They, mustering to the quiet cabinet
Where their dear governess and lady liee.



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Do tell her she is dreadfully beset.
And fHght her with confusion of their cries
She.mucb amazed. hroakMope her lock 'd-up eyeew
Who, peeping forili thl^ tumult tobeholdj
Are by hb tfamiug torch dlmm'd and oontroll'd.

Imagine her as one In dead of night
From forth dull sleep by dreadful Ikney waking.
That thinks she hath beheld some ghastly sprite.
Whose jirim aspect sets every Joint a-shaklng ;
What terror 'tis! but she. In woreer taking.
Frc>m sleep dinturbed. heedfully doth new
The siglit which makes supposed terror true.

Wrapp'd and confounded in a thousand fears.

Like to a new-klll'd bird she trembling lie*;

She dares not look : yet. winking, there appears

Quick-shitting antics, ugly in her eyei .

Such shadows are the weak brain's forgeries:
Who. angry that the eye* fly from their lightn.
In darkness daunts them with more dreadlui
sights.

Hb hand, that yet remains upon her breast,—
Kude ram, to batter such an ivory wall ! —
May feel Iter heart — poor citizen ! — dbtress'd.
Wounding itself to death, rise up and fidi.
Beating her bulk, that hb hand shak» withaL
Thb moves in him more rage and leaser pity.
To make the breach and enter thb sweet city.

First, like a tnimpet, doth bin tongue begin
To sound a parley to hb heartless foe :
Whoe'er the white sheet peers her whiter chin.
The reason of tlii^ rash alarm to know.
Which he by dumb demeanour seeks to show;
But she with vehement prayers uigeth still
Under what colour he commits thb ill.

Thus he replies : *The colour In thy fcoe.
That even for auger makes the lily nale.
And the red rose blush at her own dlsgraee,
t^liall plead for me and tell my loving tale :
Under that colour am I come to scale
Thy iiever-conqner'd fort: the taiilt b thine.
For those thine eyes betray thee unto mine.

'Thus I forestall thee, if thou mean to chide :
Thy beauty hath ensnared thee to this night.
Where thou with patience must my will abide:
My will that marks thee for my earth's delight,
Wiiich I to conauer sought with all my niglit ;
But as reproof and reason beat it dead.
By thy bright beauty was it newly bred.

'I see what crosses my attempt will iiring:
I know what thorns the growing mse defends;
I think the honey guarded with a sting:
All thb beforehand counsel comprehends :
But win b deaf and bears no heedful fViends ;

Only he hath an eye to gaze on beauty.

And dotes on what be looks, 'gainst law or duty .



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* I have debated, even in my soul, f b

What wrong, what shame, what sorrow I suall
But nothing can aflfection's course control.
Or stop the neadlong ftiry of hb speed.
I know repentant tears ensue the deed,

Beproach. disdain, and deadly enmity ;

Yet strive I to embrace mine in&my.*

This said, he shakes aloft hb Roman Mad*,
Which, like a falcon towering in the skiea.
Coucheth the fowl below with his wings' shade.
Whose crooked beak threats If he mount be die
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F««riDf MMne bmrd news fBDon the warlike bfuid,

WlMrre ber beloved CollMinun lies.

O. bow ber fear did make her colour rise !

First red m roeen tbat on lawn we lay.

Tb«n wbite a* lawn, the roMa took away.

* And bow ber band. In mv band being lock'd,
Fureed It to tremble with ner loyal fear !
Wbicb struck ber «ad, and then it faster rock'd,
Until ber buitband's wclfiire she did bear ;
Whereat she smiled with so sweet a cheer.

That bad Narcissus seen her as she stood,
belf-love bad never drown'd him in the flood.

* Why bant I then ft>r colour or excuses ?
All orator* are dumb when beauty pleudeth ;
Poor wretebee have remorse in poor abuses :
Love tbrivea not in the heart that shadows

dreadetb :
Alfcction is my captain, and be leadetli :
And when bia gHudy banner is display 'd,
Tbe coward flguis and will not be dismay'd.

*Tben, ebildisb fear, avaunt ! debating, die !

Bespect and reason, wait on wrinkled age!

My neart shall never countermand mine eye :

8sid pause and deep regard be«eem the sage ;

My part Is youth, and beats these fkt>m tbe Htage
Desire my pilot U, beauty my prlxe ; [liesf
Then who rears sinking where such treasure

As corn o'ergrown by weeds, so heedfUl fear

Is almost choked by unreHisted lust.

Away be steals with open listening ear.

Full of foal hope and hill of fond mislroit ;

Both which, as Kervitors to tbe unjust,
80 cross him with their opposite persuasion,
Tbal BOW be vows a league, and now invasioA.

Witbln bis thought her heavenly imace sits.
And in the self-aame seat sitJ* i oliatine :
That eye which looks on ber confounds bU wits ;
Tbat eye which bim beholds, as more divine,
Unto a view so Mse will not incline:
But with a pure appeal seeks to tbe heart.
Which oooe oorrupled takea tbe worser part ;

And therein heartens op bis servile power%
Who. IkUter'd by their leader's jocund show,
fltiiir up his lost, as minutes All up hours ;
And as their captain, so their pride doth grow.
Paving naore slavish tribute than they owe. |

K reprobate desire thus madly led,
e Mtnan lord marcheth to Lncrece' bed.

The locks between her chamber and bis will.
Bach on* by him enforced, retires his ward ;
But. as they open, they all rate bis ill.
Which drives the creeping t bipf to sume regard :
The threshold gratee tne door to have biro heard ;

yigbt-wandering weasels shriek to see bim
there:

They fH|lit him, yet he still pursues his fear.

As each unwilling portal yields him way.
Through little vents and crannies of the place
The wind wars with bin torch to make him stay.
And Mows the smoke of it into his feoe.
BxtingniahiugblscondactintliiMcase; [scorch.
But nia hot heart, which fond desire doth
Ftt A forth another wind that flres the torch :

And being Ugbt«l, by tbe light he spies
. Lucreila's glove, wherein her needle sticks :



He taken it from the rushes where it lies.
And griping it, tbe needle his finger pricks ;
As who sliould say *Thi» glove to wanton tricks

Is not Inured ; return again In baste;

Thou seest our mistress' ornamentaare chaste.'

But all these poor forbiddlngs could not stay biro ;
He in tbe woist sense construes their denial :
The doors, the wind, the glove, tbat did deluy
He takes for accidental thiiigs of trial : [hiui.
Or as those bars which stop tbe hourly dial.
Who with a lingering suy his course doth let,
Till every minute pays tbe hour his debt.

•80, so,' quoth be, * these lets attend the time.
Like little irosts tliai sometime threat the spring.
To add a more rejoicing to the prime.
And give the sneaped birds more cause to sing.
Pain pays the income of each precioiii* thing :

Huge rocks, high winds, strong pirates, shelves
and sands.

Tbe merchant fears, ere rich at home he lands.'

Now Is be come unto the chamber-door.
Tbat shuts htm ttom the heaven of his thongbt.
Which with a yielding latch, and with no more.
Hath barr'd him from tbe blessed thing be
60 from himself Impiety hath wrought, ["ougbt.
That for his prey to prav he doth begin.
As it the heavens uhould countenance bis sin.

But in the midst of his unfruitful prayer.
Having solicited tir eternal power [fkir.

That bis foul thoughts might compass bis ftiir
And they would stand auspicious to the hour.
Even there he starts : quoth he, *I must deflower:
Tbe powers to whom I pray abhor this fkct.
How can they then assist me in tbe act ?

* Then Love and Fortune be mv gods, my guide !

My will is back'd with resolutfon :

Thoughu are hutdreams till their effects be tried;

Tbe blackest sin is clear'd with absolution :

Astlnst love's Are fear's frost bath dissolution.
The eye of heaven i« out. and misty night
Covers tbe shame that follows sweet delight.'

flrhis said, bis guilty band plnck'd up tbe latch,
'And with bis knee the door he opens wide.
The dove sleeps fest tlml this night>owl will
Thustreason worki* ere traitors be enpied. [catch:
Who sees the lurking serpent steps aside ;
Butsbe.sound sleeping, fearing nnsuch thing.
Lies at the mercy of bis mortiD sting.

Into tbe chamber wickedly be stalks.
And gaseth on her yet unstained bea.
Tbe curtains being close, about he walks.
Rolling his greedy eyeballs in his bead :
By their high treason is his heart milled ; [soon
Which gives the watch-word to his bona full
To drajr tbe cloud that hides tbe silver moon.

Ixwk. as the feir and flery-pointed sun.
Rushing fh>m forth a cloud, bereave* our sight ;
Even so, tbe curtain drawn, his eyes bejrun
To wink, being blinded with a greater light :
Whether it is that she reflects so bright.

Tbnt dsxzletb them, or else some shame snp*
poswl ; [doeed.

But blind tbey are, and keep themselves en-



O. bad they in that darksome prison died
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As one of which doth Tiirqain lie revolTing '
Tbemndrj dangent of bis will's obuiuiag;
Yet ever to obtain bis will resolTing.
Though week-built hopes persuade mm to ab-
staining :
Despair to gain doth traffic oft for gaining ;
And when great treasure is the meed pro-
posed, [supposed.
Though death be adjunct, there 's no death

Those that much covet are with gain so fond.
For what they have not. that which they po«r-
Thev scatter and unloose it from their bond.
Ana so, by hoping more, they have but less;
Or. giiining more, the profit of excewi -

Is out to surfeit, and such griefemisUin, [gain.

That they prove banlcrupt in this poor-rich

The aim of all is but to nune the life
With honour, wealth, and ease, in waning ai^e ;
And in this aim there is such thwarting strife.
That one for all. or all for one we gage ;
As life for honour in fell battle's rage ; [post
Honour for wealth ; and oft that wealth doth
The death of all, and all together lost.

80 that in venturing ill we leave to be
The things we are for that which we expect ;
And this ambitious foul iuflrmitjr.
In having much, torments tu with defect
Of that we iiave : so then we do neglect
The thing we have ; and, all for want of wit.
Make something nothing by auguieniing it.

Such hasard now must doting Tarquin make,
Pawning his honour to obtain his lust :
And for himself himself he muHt forsake :
Then where is truth, if there be no self-trast r
When shall he think to find a stranger iust.
When he himself himself confounds, netrays
TO slanderous tongues and wretched hateful
days?

Now stole upon the time the dead of night.
When hwivy sleep had closed up mortal eyes :
No comfortable star did lend his light, rcrtes;
No noise but owl»' and wolves' death-boding
Now serves the seaeon that they may surprise

The silly lambs : pure thought* are dead and
still.

While lust and murder wake to stain and kilL

And now this lustfkil lord leap'd fk-om his bed.
Throwing his mantle rudely o'er his arm ;
Is madly toss'd between desire and dread;
Tb' one sweetly flatters, th' other feareth harm ;
But honest fear, bewitch'd with I UMt 'a foul charm.

Doth too too oft betake him to retire.

Beaten away by brain-sick rude desire.

His falchion on a flint he softlv smlteth.

That from the cold stone Hparlcs of flre do fly ;

Whereat a waxen torch forthwith he lighteih,

Whiflh must be lode-star to his lustful eye;

And to the flame thus Kueaks advisedly,
*As from thb oold flint I enforced this flre,
80 Lucrece must I force to my desire.'

Here pale with fear he doth premeditate
The dangers of bis loathnome enterprise.
And in Iub inward mind be doth debate
What following Horrow may on tbis arise :
Then looking scornAilly. he doth despise
Hto naked armour of atill-slaughter'd lust.
And Justly thus controls his thoughts ui^uat :



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* Fair torch, bum out thv light, and lend it uoi
To darken her whose light exceUeth thine :
And die, unhallow'd thoughts, before tou blot
With your uncleanneas that which is divine;
Offer pure iiicense to so poor a shrine :

Let fair humHuitr abhor the deed [weed.
That spots and Htains love's modest snow- wbit«

* O shame to knighthood and to shining arms I
O foul dishonour to my houaehotd's grave!

impious act. including all foul harms !
A martial' man to be sou Cancy's slave !
True valour still a true respect should have;

Then my digression is so vile, so base.
That it will live engraven in my lace.

* Tea. though I die. the scandal will survive.
And be an eye-sore in my golden coat :
Home loathsome dash the herald will contrive.
To cipher me how fondly I did dote ;

That my posterity, shamed with the note,
Sliall curHo my boiiett, and hold it for no sia
To wish that I their father had not bin.

' What win I, if I gain the thing 1 seek f

A dream, a breath, a froth of fleeting joy.

Who buys n minute'H mirth to wail a week F

Or sells eternity to get a toy ?

For one sweet grape who will the vine destroy P
Or whut loii<rbeg:4ar. but to toitoli the crown.
Would with the'sceptre straight be struckeu
down?

' If Collatiuus dream of my intent.
Will he not wake, and in a dt^perate rase
Post hither, this vile purpose to prevent r
This Hiege that hath engirt hi*t marriage.
This blur to youth, tlilit sorrow to tlte sage.

This dying virtue, this surviving shame.

Whose crime will bear an ever-duriug bUme P

*0, what exense can my invention make.
When thou shaltcharg« me with so bUok M deed ?
Will not my tongue be mute, mv fhul jninta
shake, [ble«^P

Mine eves forego their light, my fitlse henrt
The guilt being great, the fear doth still exocxed ;

And extreme fear can nf'ither fight nor ttv.

But coward-like with trembling terror die.

*Had Collatinus kill'd my son or mre.
Or lain in ambush to betrav my life.
Or were he not my dear friend', this desire
Might liave excuse to work upon bin wife.
As In revenge or ouittal of such strife :

But aa he Is my kinsman, my dear fViend.

The shame and fkuit finds no excuse nor end.

*ahameful it is ; ay. If the fiact be known :
Hateful it is; there ia no hale in lovinit :

1 *11 beg her love : but she is not her own :
The worst is but denial and reproving :

My wiU'is strong, past reason's weak removing
who fears a sentence or an old man's saw
Shall by a painted cloth be kept in awe.*

Thus, graoelesA, holds he disputation
'Tween frozen couscienoe and hot-burainc will.
And with good thoughts makes dispetMation,
Urging the worser sense for vantage still :
Which in a moment doth confound and kill

All pure efti^cta, and doth so far proceed.

That what b vile shows like a virtuous deed.

Quoth he, ' Sh(> took me kindly by tlie hand.
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Harmless Luoretla, markius wbat be telU
With trembling fe«r, as fowl bear ialoonV bells.

'Loereoe,' qaoth he, 'this night I most e^jojr
thee:



If thoa deny, then force must work mj way.

For in thy bed I purpose to destroy thee : [slay.

That done, some worthless slave of thine I'll



To kill thine honour with thy life's decay ;
itnd in thT dead arms do I mtmii to place him.
Swearing I slew him, seeiitg thee embrace him.

*8o thy sarriTing husband shall remain
The scornful mark of every open eve ;
Thy kinsmen hang their head^ ut tfiis disdain.
Thy ismie Murr'd with nameless bat)tardy : ^^
And thou, the author of their obloquy,
Bbalt have thy trespass cited up in rhymes,
And sung by children iu succeeding tlmea.

• But If thou yield, 1 rest thr secret Wend :
The fault unknown is sm a thought unacted :
A little harm done to a great good end
For lawftil policv remains enacted.
The poisonous simple sometimes in compacted

In a pure compound ; helps so applied.

His venom In effect Is purified.

'Then, for thy husban<) and thy children's sake.
Tender my suit ; bequeath not to their lot
The shame that ^mn them no device can take.
The blemish that will never be forsot ;
Wone than a slaTisb wipe or birth-honr's blot :
For marks descried in men's nativity
Are nature's fimlts, not their own infamy.*

Here with a cockatrice' dead-killing eye
He rouseth up himself and makes a pause ;
While she, the picture of pure piety.
Like a white hind under the gripe's sharpclaws.
Pleads, in a wlldernesA where are no laws.
To the rough beast that knows noxentle right.
Nor aught obeys but hb ibul appetite.

But when a black- ikced cloud the world doth

threat.
In his dim mist the aspiring mountains hiding.
From earth's dark womb some gentle gust doth
get, [biding.

Wblcb blows these pitchy vapours fVom their
Hindering their present fall by thb dividing;
00 his anhallow'd haste her words delavn.
And moody Pluto winks while Orpheus 'plays.

Tet, foul night-waking cat. he doth hut dally.
While In hb hoM-fMit foot the weak mouse pant-
Her sad hebavkMir feeds his vulture folly, feth .
A swallowing gulf that even in plenty wanteth :
His ear herprayersadmits, but his henh granteth
No penetrable entrance to her plainiug :
Tears harden lust, though marble wear with
raining.

Her pity-pleading eyes are sadly flx'd
Id the remorseleiw wrinkles of bis (nee .
Her modest eloquence with sighs is miz'd.
Which to her oratory adds more grace.
She puts the period often from hb plaoe :
And midst the sentence so lier accent breaks.
That twice ahe doth begin ere once she speaks.

Bhe conjures him by hish almighty Jove, ro<^lli«
By knighthood, gentry, and sweet friendship's
By her untimely tears, her husband's love.
By holy human law. and common troth.
By heaven and earth, and all the power •! both.



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That to hb borrow'd bed he make retire.
And stoop to honour, not to foul desire.

Onoth she. ' Reward not hospitality

With such black paymeiitastliouhastpretended;

Mud not the fouutaiu tliat gave drink to thee;

Mar not the thing that cannot be amended;

End thy ill aim before thy shoot be ended ;
He b no woodman tliat doth bend hb bow
To strike a poor unseasonable doe.

' My husband b thy friend; for hbsake spare me:
Thyself art miehty: for thine own sake leave me:
Myself a weakling : do not then ensnare me :
Thou look'st not like deceit ; do not deceive me.
My siglis, like wbirl winds, Ubour hence to heave

thee:
- If ever man were moved with woman's moans.
Be moved with my tears, my sighs, my groans :

'All which together, like a troubled ocean.
Beat ut thy rurky and wreck-threatening heart.
To soften it with thtfir continual motion ;
For stones dir«olved to water do convert.
O, If no harder tlian a stone thou nrt.

Melt at my teant, and be com]>assionate !

Soft pity enters at an iron gate.

* In Tarquin's likeness I did entertain thee :
Hast thou put on lib shape to do him sliamef
To all the host of heaven I complain me.
Thou wrong'st hb honour, wound'st hb princely

mime.
Tliou art not what thou seem'st; and If the same,

Tliou seem'st not what thou art, a god, a king ;

For kings like gods should govern every thing.

' How will thv shame be seeded in thine age.
When thus thy vices bud before thy spring!
If in ihy hope iliou darest do such outrage.
What drrest thou not wlieu once thou arta kingf
O, be remember'd, no outrageous thing

From vmwal actont can be wiped away ;

Then kings' misdeeds cannot be hid in clay.

'Thb deed will make thee onlv loved for fear;
But happy monarclis still are (ear'd for love :
With foul otienders thou perforce must bear.
When they in thee the like offences prove :
If but for fear of this, thy will remove ;
For princes are the glam, the school, the book.
Where sutfjects' eyes do learn, do read, do look.

' And wilt thou be the school where Lust shall

learn r
Must he in thee read lectures of such shame f
Wilt thou be glass wherein it shall discern
Authority for sin, warrant for blame.
To privilege dishonour in thy namef [laud,
Tnou back'st reproach against lone-iivlng
And makest flur reputation but a bawd.

' TTast thou command ? by him that gave it thee.
From a pure heart comtnuud thy rebel will :
Dr«w not thy sword to Kuard iniquity.
For it was lent thee all that brood to kill.
Thy jprincely office how canst thou fulfil.

When, patteru'd by thy fault, foul sin may say.

He learu'd to sin. and thou didttt leach the way r

'Think but how vile a spectacle It were.

To view tby present treitpass in another.

Men's faults do seldom to theuiselveH appear ;

Their own transgreshions partially they smother
1 This guilt would seem death-worthy iu ihy
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Then ColluUii« agRin, by Luoreoe' side.
I u Ilia ol<!ar bed might ha*



Bui they muHt ope, this
And lioly-thoughted Lucrece to



lAve reposed Hill :
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