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If I have sinned in act, I may repent;
If I have erred in thought, I may disclaim
My silent error, and yet feel no shame ;
But if my sou], big with an ill intent,
Guilty in will, by fate be innocent,
Or being bad, yet murmurs at the curse
And incapacity of being worse,
That makes my hungry passion still keep Lent
In keen expectance of a Carnival;
Where, in all worlds, that round the sun revolve

And shed their influence on this passive ball,
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