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But, after that James Bolton sought her heart,
On Mary loathing towards that other grew:
Where hardly she had borne him from the first
Outright she hated now, and gave to James
A deeper tenderness: so time went on.
On Mary loathing towards that other grew:
Where hardly she had borne him from the first
Outright she hated now, and gave to James
A deeper tenderness: so time went on.
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