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O my dear father!
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Restoration hang thy medicine
on my lips,
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and let this kiss repair
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those violent harms that my two
sisters have in thy reverence made!
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Had you not been their father,
these white flakes
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had challenged pity of them.
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Mine enemy's dog should have stood
that night against my fire.
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And wast thou fain, poor father, to
hovel thee in short and musty straw?
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He wakes.
Speak to him.
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Madam, do you; 'tis fittest.
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How fares your majesty?
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You do me wrong to take me out
of the grave.
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Thou art a soul in bliss,
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but I am bound
upon a wheel of fire.
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Sir, do you know me?
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You are a spirit, I know.
When did you die?
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- Still, still, far wide!
- He's scarce awake.
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Where have I been?
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Where am I?