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Wherefore should I mine own heart not unfold, / And his true workings to the world disclose? / Why self-unlocking for unseemly hold, / Which me, as I show'd others, human shows?
If I to Nature held her truthful glass, / And on the stage life's self did strive to set, / Creating thousand shadows that should pass / For very substance when men's eyes they met;