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[lxii] Kalas Complaint.

Kala old Mopsus Wife,
Kala with fairest Face,
(For whom the Neighbour Swaines oft were at Strife)
As shee to milke her milke-white Flocke did tend,
Sigh'd with a heauie Grace,
And said, What Wretch like mee doth leade her Life?
I see not how my Taske can haue an End:
All Day I draw these streaming Dugs in Fold,
All Night mine emptie Husbands soft and cold.