...thousand throes, And maddening in her ire, One sad and sole relief she knows : The sting she nourished for her foes, Whose venom never yet was vain, Gives but one pang and cures all pain, She darts into her desperate brain. So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt by fire...

...thousand throes, And maddening in her ire, One sad and sole relief she knows : The sting she nourished for her foes, Whose venom never yet was vain, Gives but one pang and cures all pain, She darts into her desperate brain. So do the dark in soul expire, Or live like scorpion girt by fire...

...thousand throes And maddening in her ire, One, and a sole relief she knows : The sting . . . she nourished for her foes, [Whose venom never yet was vain, — Gives but one pang, and cures all pain, | She darts into her desperate brain. -r\ So do the dark in soul expire, Or live . . . like scorpion...

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