Her life so worthy, she could have been known
Rage? ...what's rage? ..for her 'twas better pity growth
Yet a leaf, unwilling to leave source by threat, shown
For one death follows birth, or death all loathe.
Better to check one's face in one's crystal mirror
Extreme claim, ever done upon, be recognized
And comes to end, or one can put off sin one wore;
Oh! if she could see, might have not been obliged.
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