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Zounds , I will speak of him ; and let my soul Want mercy , if I do not join with him : Yea ; on his part f'll empty all these veins , And shed my dear blood drop by drop i ' the dust , But I will lift the down - trod Mortimer As high ...
Zounds , I will speak of him ; and let my soul Want mercy , if I do not join with him : Yea ; on his part f'll empty all these veins , And shed my dear blood drop by drop i ' the dust , But I will lift the down - trod Mortimer As high ...
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I know not whether God will have it so For some displeasing service I have done , That , in His secret doom , out of my blood He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me ; But thou dost in thy passages of life Make me believe that thou ...
I know not whether God will have it so For some displeasing service I have done , That , in His secret doom , out of my blood He'll breed revengement and a scourge for me ; But thou dost in thy passages of life Make me believe that thou ...
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Embowell'd will I see thee by - and - by : Till then in blood by noble Percy lie . [ exit . Fal . [ rising . ] Embowelld 1 if thou embowel me to - day , I'll give you leave to powder me , and eat me too to - morrow .
Embowell'd will I see thee by - and - by : Till then in blood by noble Percy lie . [ exit . Fal . [ rising . ] Embowelld 1 if thou embowel me to - day , I'll give you leave to powder me , and eat me too to - morrow .
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