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1 " The link of Nature draw me, flesh of flesh, Bone of my bone, thou art, and from thy state Mine never shall be parted "
― , Paradise Lost
2 " of thee/ Pains only in child-bearing were foretold; soon recompensed with joy, fruit of thy womb "
3 " Who now is sovereign can dispose and bidWhat shall be right: farthest from him is best "