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Oh, now stay your strife!
:11:09
What shall be is dispatched.
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Good Aaron, give His Majesty my hand.
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Tell him it was a hand
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that warded him
from thousand dangers.
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Bid him bury it!
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As for my sons,
say I account of them
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as jewels purchased
at an easy price.
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I go, Andronicus.
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And for thy hand,
look by and by
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to have thy sons with thee.
:11:34
Their heads, I mean.
:11:37
Oh, how this villainy doth fat me
with the very thoughts of it!
:11:41
Let fools do good
and fair men call for grace.
:11:45
Aaron will have his soul black...
:11:49
like his face.
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Oh, here I lift
this one hand up to heaven
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and bow this feeble ruin
to the earth.
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If any power pities wretched tears,
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to that I call.
:12:19
What, wouldst thou kneel with me?
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Do, then, dear heart,
:12:25
for heaven shall hear our prayers,
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or with our sighs
we'll breathe the welkin dim
:12:31
and stain the sun with fog,
:12:32
as sometimes clouds
:12:34
when they do hug him
in their melting bosoms.
:12:36
O Brother,
speak with possibility,
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and do not break into
these deep extremes.
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Are not my sorrows deep,
having no bottom?
:12:48
Then be my passions
bottomless with them.
:12:51
But yet let reason
govern thy lament.
:12:54
Ha ha! If there were reason
for these miseries,
:12:58
then into limits could I bind my woes!