By threatening speech, thy freedom to regain:
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But she for conquest married, nor will prove
A dupe to thee, thine anger, or thy love.
Clamorous her tongue will be;—of either sex,
She'll gather friends around thee, and perplex
Thy doubtful soul; thy money she will waste
In the vain ramblings of a vulgar taste;
And will be happy to exert her power,
In every eye, in thine, at every hour.