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his murmur
1-4 

my lips to be sole judgement
on that night of scrutiny
5-8 
my limbs to underwing
your every tendency endow
9-12 
unstaring alibi than veil or prey

mere cub would stalk for secret fattening
13-15 
your criminal heart to bend
to mine alone in sobbing now
yet only I to face nor mortify when
that will do.