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170 The twinkling stars began to muster, And glitter with their borrow'd lustre, While sleep the weary'd world reliev'd, By counterfeiting death reviv'd. Our vot'ry thought it best t' adjourn His whipping penance till the morn, And not to carry on a work Of such importance in the dark, With erring haste, but rather stay, And do't i' th' open face of day: And in the mean time go in quest Of next retreat, to take his rest.