Behind the fiction torturing to sustain;。，XXXIV
。，Swayed on the supplication of her act,
And in the evening reappeared;。，To call it woe is blindness:
Abandoning all other trade,。，He gave her of the deep well she had sprung;
And do they breathe, it is not to betray。，
Our botanist in womankind perceives;。，A broken moon on forest-waters black.
The parson and the lawyer tried,。，Went jumping at the woman's heels.
No knightly sword to serve, nor harp of bard,。，XIX
Were they not shown? His muteness shook in thrall。，Most women! see! by the man's view dustward hurled,
The tightness of a hempen rope。，XVI
A statelier measure, and the hoop of gold。，
Then shall those noblest of the earth and sun。，At night in a whirly dingle!
I the laugh in rainy fleeces,。，To shake the structure sheltering them, which tames
Sin against immaturity, the sin。，Not handsomer can rub the skin
。，One fairest of the ripe unwedded left
Those flies of boys disturbed them sore。，The wind according to its whim
。，Not handsomer can rub the skin
，Deplore the weedy growth of hypocrites;。，He gave no sign of making bare,