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A C cursed Curiosity!
First Fruit of the forbidden Tree;
How are we still undone by Thee?
Had I my Ignorance retain'd,
Blest in the Cheat, I had remain'd,
And still had kept a Joy in View;
By thinking feigned Friendship true;
Which never, never more can be,
Accursed Curiosity!
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