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All wild to found an UniversityFor maidens, on the spur she fled; and moreWe know not,—have not been; they see no men,Not ev'n her brother Arac, nor the twinsHer brethren, tho' they love her, look upon herAs on a kind of paragon; and I(Pardon me saying it) were much loth to breedDispute betwixt myself and mine; but since{And I confess with right) you think me boundIn some sort, I can give you letters to her;And yet, to speak the truth, I rate your chanceAlmost at naked nothing.'
Thus the king;And I, tho' nettled that he seem'd to slurWith garrulous case and oily courtesiesOur formal compact, yet not less all fretsBut chafing me on fire to find my bride,Set out once more with those two gallant boys;Then pushing onward under sun and stars
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