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If ever hapless woman had a cause
To breathe her plaints into the open air,
And never suffer inward grief to pause,
Or seek her sorrow-shaken soul’s repair:
Then I, for I have lost my only brother,
Whose like this age can scarcely yield another.

— Mary Sidney

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