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... " Thou damned wight , The author of this fact we here behold , What justice can but judge against thee right , With thine own blood to price his blood , here shed in sight ? " " What frantic fit , " quoth he , " 12 Spencer .
... " Thou damned wight , The author of this fact we here behold , What justice can but judge against thee right , With thine own blood to price his blood , here shed in sight ? " " What frantic fit , " quoth he , " 12 Spencer .
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" What frantic fit , " quoth he , " hath thus distraught Thee , foolish man , so rash a doom to give ? What justice ever other judgment taught , But he should die who merits not to live ? None else to death this man despairing drove ...
" What frantic fit , " quoth he , " hath thus distraught Thee , foolish man , so rash a doom to give ? What justice ever other judgment taught , But he should die who merits not to live ? None else to death this man despairing drove ...
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... thee ? Is't not enough , that to this lady mild Thou falsed hast thy faith with perjury , And sold thyself to serve Duessa vile , With whom in all abuse thou hast thyself defiled ? " Is not he just that all this doth behold Spencer . 15.
... thee ? Is't not enough , that to this lady mild Thou falsed hast thy faith with perjury , And sold thyself to serve Duessa vile , With whom in all abuse thou hast thyself defiled ? " Is not he just that all this doth behold Spencer . 15.
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... thee un'wares devour . But standing high aloft , low lay thine ear , And there such ghastly noise of iron chains , And brazen cauldrons thou shalt rumbling hear , Which thousand spirits , with long enduring pains , Do toss , that will ...
... thee un'wares devour . But standing high aloft , low lay thine ear , And there such ghastly noise of iron chains , And brazen cauldrons thou shalt rumbling hear , Which thousand spirits , with long enduring pains , Do toss , that will ...
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... thee : friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels , which do call thee sire , The mere effusion of thy proper loins , Do curse the gout , serpigo , and the rheum , For ending thee no sooner : thou hast nor youth nor age ; But , as it ...
... thee : friend hast thou none ; For thy own bowels , which do call thee sire , The mere effusion of thy proper loins , Do curse the gout , serpigo , and the rheum , For ending thee no sooner : thou hast nor youth nor age ; But , as it ...
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