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people and sons of Rome
by uproar severed
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like a flight of fowl
scattered by winds
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and high tempestuous gusts,
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oh, let me teach you how to knit again
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this scattered corn
into one mutual sheaf,
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these broken limbs
again into one body.
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Come.
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Come, you reverend men of Rome,
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and take our emperor
gently by the hand--
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Lucius our emperor,
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for well I know the common voice
do cry it shall be so.
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Now is my turn to speak.
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Behold this child.
1:22:53
Of this was Tamora delivered--
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the issue of an irreligious Moor,
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chief architect and plotter of our woes.
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O thou sad Andronicus,
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give sentence on
this execrable wretch.
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Set him breast-deep in earth
and famish him.
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There let him stand and rave
and cry for food.
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If anyone relieves or pities him,
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for the offense he dies.
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This is our doom.
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Oh, why should wrath
be mute and fury dumb?
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I am no baby, I,
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that with base prayers
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I should repent the evils I have done.
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If one good deed
in all my life I did...