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TO A FRIEND, IN LOVE LIKE HIMSELF, HE CAN GIVE NO ADVICE BUT TO RAISE / HIS SOUL TO GOD.
Evil oppresses me and worse dismay, / To which a plain and ample way I find; / Driven like thee by frantic passion, blind, / Urged by harsh thoughts I bend like thee my way.