Dainty fine bird that art encaged there, Alas how like thine and my fortunes are, alas, how like thine and my fortunes are. Both prisoners be; and both singing,, thus strive to please her that hath imprisoned us. Only thus we differ, thou and I, Thou livest singing, but I sing and die.
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