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rude, cruel, not to trust; Enjoy\'d no sooner but despised straight; Past reason hunted; and no sooner had, Past reason hated, as a swallow\'d bait,
All pleasure is of this condition: it pricks men forward to fruition. But if enjoy'd, then like the humming bee, the honey being shed, away doth
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