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Rufus, it is no wonder if yet no woman assenting

Softly to thine embrace tender a delicate arm.

Not tho' a gift should seek, some robe most filmy, to move her;

Not for a cherish'd gem's clarity, lucid of hue.

Deep in a valley, thy arms, such evil story maligns thee,

Rufus, a villain goat houses, a grim denizen.

All are afraid of it, all; what wonder? a rascally creature,

Verily! not with such company dally the fair.

Slay, nor pity the brute, our nostril's rueful aversion.

Else admire not if each ravisher angrily fly.