1:36:02
and not fall to quarrel with your
great opposeless wills,
1:36:08
my snuff and loathed
part of nature
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should burn itself out.
1:36:18
If Edgar live, O, bless him!
1:36:50
Ho, you sir! Friend!
1:36:53
Hear you, sir!
1:36:56
Speak!
What are you, sir?
1:36:58
Away, and let me die.
1:37:03
Hadst thou been
aught but gossamer,
feathers, air,
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thou'dst shiver'd
like an egg;
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but thou dost breathe,
bleed'st not,
speak'st, art sound.
1:37:15
Thy life's a miracle.
Speak yet again.
1:37:19
But have I fall'n,
or no?
1:37:22
From the dread
summit of this
chalky bourn.
1:37:26
Look up a-height;
1:37:27
the shrill-gorg'd lark
so far cannot
be seen or heard.
1:37:32
Do but look up.
1:37:33
Alack, I have no eyes.
1:37:37
Is wretchedness
depriv'd that benefit,
to end itself by death?
1:37:44
Give me your arm. Up,
1:37:49
so.
1:37:52
How is't?
1:37:54
Feel you your legs?
1:37:56
You stand.
1:37:58
Too well, too well.