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It may be so, my lord.
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Hear, nature, hear,
dear goddess, hear!
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Into her womb convey sterility!
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If she must teem,
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create her child that be a thwart
disnatured torment to her!
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That she may feel
how sharper
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than a serpent's tooth it is
to have a thankless child.
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Away, away!
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But let his disposition have that
scope that dotage gives it.
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What, Oswald, ho!
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This man hath had good counsel:
A hundred knights!
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On every fancy, he may enguard
his dotage with their powers,
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and hold our lives in mercy.
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Oswald, I say!
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Well, you may fear too far.
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Safer than trust too far.
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What he hath uttered
I have writ my sister.
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If she sustain him and his hundred
knights, when I've showed th'unfitness.
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Take you some company,
and away to horse.
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Inform her full of my
particular fear.
:41:43
This milky gentleness and course
of yours,
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though I condemn not,
yet, under pardon,
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you are much more attaskt
for want of wisdom
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than praised for harmful mildness.