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THE DARK SIDE.
Than fox more cunning, lecherous than goat;Than tiger cruel, subtle beyond snake;
Than peacock vain! These instances for sake
Of analogue, not parallel, I quote;
Poor, weak comparatives! Brute doth not gloat
On fellow-slaughter; leopard note doth take
Of kindred spots; Man prey of Man doth make:
He only slayeth self, alone doth dote!
This “paragon of animals” doth yield
In friendship to the dog; no friend e'er died
For friend. Pock-mark the face; see Love revealed
As Lust, who under that sweet mask did hide
His leprous brows! Keep thy heart's secret sealed
From bosom-friend, ay, from wife by thy side!
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