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He past; a soul of nobler tone: My spirit loved and loves him yet, Like some poor girl whose heart is set On one whose rank exceeds her own.
He mixing with his proper sphere, She finds the baseness of her lot; Half jealous of she knows not what, And envying all that meet him there.