You are deceiv'd; my child is none of his:
It was Alencon that enjoy'd my love.
You are deceiv'd; my child is none of his:
It was Alencon that enjoy'd my love.
Nor has his death the world deceiv'd than his wondrous life surprise d if he like a madman liv'd least he like a wise one dy'd.
Was I deceiv'd, or did a sable cloud Turn forth her silver lining on the night.
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