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Slow of Belief, and fickle in Desire,
Who, e’er they’ll be persuaded, must enquire;
As if they came to spy, and not to admire.
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Inquisitive, as jealous Cuckolds, grow;
Rather than not be knowing, they will know,
What being known, creates their certain Woe.
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