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Poem by Robert Herrick Up Scoble Scobble for whoredom whips his wife and cries He'll slit her nose; but blubbering she replies, "Good sir, make no more cuts i' th' outward skin, One slit's enough to let adultery in. Robert Herrick Robert Herrick's other poems:
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