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Silenus Alcibiadis, sive Proteus

Jacob Cats

Qui me despouille, pleurant se mouille.

MAnie tes amours en chaste reverence, Si tu ne veus languir de longue repentence. Tu pourras, sans douleur, tenir en main l'oignon, Mais, pleureras, si veus oster son cotillon.

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