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Rufus, trusted as friend by me, so fruitlessly, vainly,
(Vainly? nay to my bane and at a ruinous price!)
Hast thou cajoled me thus, and enfiring innermost vitals,
Ravished the whole of our good own’d by wretchedest me?
Ravished; (alas and alas!) of our life thou cruellest cruel
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Venom, (alas and alas!) plague of our friendship and pest.