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(A)They are all adulterers;
    they are like a heated oven
whose baker ceases to stir the fire,
    from the kneading of the dough
    until it is leavened.
On the day of (B)our king, the princes
    became sick with the heat of wine;
    he stretched out his hand with mockers.
For with hearts like an oven (C)they approach their intrigue;
    all night their anger smoulders;
    in the morning it blazes like a flaming fire.

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