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Here witness, stifled by her grief,
Paused in her story for relief;
While Vertagus, despising pelf,
Thus thought and spoke within himself:
“I fear, by all our monarch's paws,
I this time prop a wicked cause;
For that to me still right appears,
That's sanctified by female tears.”
Recovered by the pause she needed,
Poor Capra, snuffling, thus proceeded.