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[In tears of blood, if such might be]
In tears of blood, if such might be,I'd weep my soul's inconstancy,
Remembering now to what pure heights
I have attain'd in happy flights,
Exalted moments, truer far
Than these low peeps and creeping are,
Whereof the witness doth remain
To sting me with remorseful pain.
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