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Howl!
:48:14
Howl!
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O, you are men of stones!
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Had I your tongues and eyes,
:48:44
I'd use them
so that heaven's vault
should crack.
:48:55
She's gone for ever.
:49:00
I know when one is dead,
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and when one lives.
:49:09
She's dead as earth.
:49:21
This feather stirs;
:49:24
she lives.
:49:27
If it be so, it is a chance
which does redeem all sorrows
:49:30
that ever I have felt.
:49:33
Is this the promis'd end?
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Or image of that horror?
:49:39
A plague upon you,
murderers, traitors all!
:49:48
I might have sav'd her;
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now she's gone for ever.
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Cordelia,