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Stand by, flies.
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Stand by, flies.
:01:47
Stand by, flies.
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And cue.
:01:56
Cue!
:01:58
Cue!
:02:21
It is the cause,
:02:23
it is the cause, my soul,
:02:26
Let me not name it to you,
:02:28
you chaste stars!
:02:30
It is the cause.
:02:32
Yet I'll not shed her blood;
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Nor scar that whiter skin of hers than snow,
:02:40
And smooth as monumental alabaster.
:02:44
Yet she must die,
:02:46
- else she'll betray more men.
- Sh!
:02:50
Put out the light,
:02:51
and then put out the light:
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If I quench thee, thou flaming minister,
:02:59
I can again thy former light restore,