Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse.
Now conscience wakes despair That slumber'd, wakes the bitter memory Of what he was, what is, and what must be Worse.
If we shadows have offended, Think but this, and all is mended, That you have but slumber'd here While these visions did appear.
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