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Or almost like a spider, who, confined In her web's center, shakt with every wind, Moves in an instant if the buzzing fly Stir but a string of her...

Or almost like a spider, who, confined In her web's center, shakt with every wind, Moves in an instant if the buzzing fly Stir but a string of her...

Or almost like a spider, who, confined In her web's center, shakt with every wind, Moves in an instant if the buzzing fly Stir but a string of her...

Or almost like a spider, who, confined In her web's center, shakt with every wind, Moves in an instant if the buzzing fly Stir but a string of her...