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And settlings of a melancholy blood :
The BROTHERS rush in with swords drawn, wrest his glass out of his hand,
and break it against the ground : his rout make sign of resistance, but are all driven in. The ATTENDANT SPIRIT comes in.]
What, have you let the false enchanter 'scape ?
There is a gentle nymph not far from hence,
That had the sceptre from his father Brute.
Commended her fair innocence to the flood,
That stayed her flight with his cross-flowing course.
up their pearléd wrists, and took her in,
gave her to his daughters to embathe