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Come to my woman's breasts , And take my milk for gall , you murdering Ministers , Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on Nature's mischief ! Come , thick Night , And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell , That my keen ...
Come to my woman's breasts , And take my milk for gall , you murdering Ministers , Wherever in your sightless substances You wait on Nature's mischief ! Come , thick Night , And pall thee in the dunnest smoke of Hell , That my keen ...
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Do you find Your patience so predominant in your nature , That you can let this go ? Are you so gospell'd , To pray for this good man and for his issue , Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave , And beggar'd your's for ever ?
Do you find Your patience so predominant in your nature , That you can let this go ? Are you so gospell'd , To pray for this good man and for his issue , Whose heavy hand hath bow'd you to the grave , And beggar'd your's for ever ?
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There the grown serpent lies ; the worm that's fled Hath nature that in time will venom breed , No teeth for the present . Get thee gone : to - morrow We'll hear ourselves again . [ Exit Murderer . LADY M. My royal Lord , You do not ...
There the grown serpent lies ; the worm that's fled Hath nature that in time will venom breed , No teeth for the present . Get thee gone : to - morrow We'll hear ourselves again . [ Exit Murderer . LADY M. My royal Lord , You do not ...
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