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Lamentations
    In such disguises dressed,
     We know not false from true;
We trust the world to thee, and thou betray'st it too.

    Love frivolous and vain,
     Love coldly overwise,
    Love sensual and profane,
     And worshipper of lies—
Traitor, depart from us! True love, awake, arise!

II

    For Woman most my tears
     Should set Man's heart on fire,
    Whose love and threats and jeers
     Have made of her a liar,
That paints her very soul, to win the world's desire.

    Oh, Earth! Earth! Mother Earth!
     Rise, call upon thy son!'—
    "I bare twain at a birth,
     And thee, the stronger one—
With her I gave to thee, tell me what hast thou done?

    "When, fresh from Nature's arms,
     She first clasped hands with thee,

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