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| These, like those Atoms swarming in the Sunn, [151] |
| Throng in her bosome for creation |
| I blush to giue halfe her due, but this say |
| No poyson's halfe so badd as Iulia. |
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| [Transcriptions are not provided for noncanonical poems, elegies on Donne by other authors, or prose compositions.] |
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