Clorinda false, adieu, thy love torments me. Let Thyrsis have thy heart, since he contents thee. O grief and bitter anguish, for thee I languish. Fain I alas would hide it, o, but who can abide it? Adieu then, farewell, leave me, death now desiring Thou hast lo thy requiring. So spake Philistus on his hook relying, and sweetly sweetly fell a-dying.
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