88. The Breaking-Point -
You used to send me gifts, now having won
My favour, as you think, you send me none;
'Tis best to feed a captive now and then,
The boar ill-fed is like to force his den.
My favour, as you think, you send me none;
'Tis best to feed a captive now and then,
The boar ill-fed is like to force his den.
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