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423 If we shadows have offended,
424 Think but this, and all is mended,
425 That you have but slumber'd here
426 While these visions did appear.
427 And this weak and idle theme,
428 No more yielding but a dream,
429 Gentles, do not reprehend:
430 if you pardon, we will mend:
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