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"I pr'ythee spare me, gentle boy / Press me no more for that slight toy / That foolish trifle of a heart / I swear it will not do its part / Though thou dost thine"
The Viscount checked his song and inserting the upper half of his person through the open lattice, hailed the Major cheerily.