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Epigram 4.
Fair Helen having stain'd her husband's bed,And mortal hatred 'twixt two kingdoms bred,
Had still remaining in her so much good
That heroes for her lost their dearest blood:
Then if with all that ill such worth may last,
Oh, what is she worth that's as fair—and chaste!
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