When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes,
I all alone beweep my outcast state,
Haply I think on thee, and then my state,
(Like to the lark at break of day arising
From sullen earth) sings hymns at heaven's gate;
A) greedy I would presume because she wanted more and more every time he came back from the golden fish
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hmm can you be more specific
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