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To see his face, the lion walk'd along
Behind, some hedge, because he would not fear him;
To recreate himself when he hath sung,,
The tiger would be tame, and gently hear hint
If lie had spoke, the wolf would leave his prey,
Arid never fright the silly lamb that day. 65

RAPE OF LUCRECE

Princes are the glass, the school., the book.,
Where subjects' eyes do learn, do read, do look. 66

He shall not boast, who did thy stock-pollute.
That thou art doting father of his fruit.
Nor shall be smile at thee in secret thought,
Nor laugh with his companions at thy state ;
But thou shalt know thy interest was not bought
Basely with gold, but stol'n from forth thy gate. ;
For me, I am the mistress, of my fate,,
And with my tresspass never will dispense,,
Till life to death acquit my forc'd offence. 67