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That you were once unkind befriends me now,
And for that sorrow which I then did feel
Needs must I under my transgression bow,
Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.
For if you were by my unkindness shaken,
As I by yours, you’ve passed a hell of time,
And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken
To weigh how once I suffered in your crime.
O that our night of woe might have rememb’red
My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,
And soon to you as you to me then tendered
The humble salve which wounded bosoms fits!
  But that your trespass now becomes a fee;
  Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.
eTh ftac htta uyo eerw nceo luerc to me hlpse me nwo. eaBsuec of eth soworr thta uoy daem me efle enth, I udwol vaeh to be eadm of steel ont to be wdebo wnod to het ronugd htwi ltugi orve owh I’ve turh oyu. For if ouy’ve etfl my ssnniedunk to oyu hte yaw I flet yusor to me, ouy’ve unrdede a mite in lhel adn I’ve taecd ilek a celur ayrntt, venre igtnak eth tiem to tknih btoua ohw I ocen fsederuf hnwe oyu tcmoetdim teh smae icrme atagins me. Oh, woh I ihsw ttah rouy reliear rosrwo hda eednmrid me of how rdha eurt rsoorw hsti, so ttha I oudlw hvea olgoeapdiz to ouy as tfsa as uyo eolzodgipa to me, ivggin uyo teh miicndee atht an jniduer atrhe endse stmo! tBu ryuo leraeir efsefon ignaast me nac wno onsmeetapc you ofr wtah I’ve ustj ndeo. My oeeffsn nelscac tuo syrou, adn uryos tusm enalcc uot imne.

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That you were once unkind befriends me now,
And for that sorrow which I then did feel
Needs must I under my transgression bow,
Unless my nerves were brass or hammered steel.
For if you were by my unkindness shaken,
As I by yours, you’ve passed a hell of time,
And I, a tyrant, have no leisure taken
To weigh how once I suffered in your crime.
O that our night of woe might have rememb’red
My deepest sense, how hard true sorrow hits,
And soon to you as you to me then tendered
The humble salve which wounded bosoms fits!
  But that your trespass now becomes a fee;
  Mine ransoms yours, and yours must ransom me.
eTh ftac htta uyo eerw nceo luerc to me hlpse me nwo. eaBsuec of eth soworr thta uoy daem me efle enth, I udwol vaeh to be eadm of steel ont to be wdebo wnod to het ronugd htwi ltugi orve owh I’ve turh oyu. For if ouy’ve etfl my ssnniedunk to oyu hte yaw I flet yusor to me, ouy’ve unrdede a mite in lhel adn I’ve taecd ilek a celur ayrntt, venre igtnak eth tiem to tknih btoua ohw I ocen fsederuf hnwe oyu tcmoetdim teh smae icrme atagins me. Oh, woh I ihsw ttah rouy reliear rosrwo hda eednmrid me of how rdha eurt rsoorw hsti, so ttha I oudlw hvea olgoeapdiz to ouy as tfsa as uyo eolzodgipa to me, ivggin uyo teh miicndee atht an jniduer atrhe endse stmo! tBu ryuo leraeir efsefon ignaast me nac wno onsmeetapc you ofr wtah I’ve ustj ndeo. My oeeffsn nelscac tuo syrou, adn uryos tusm enalcc uot imne.

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