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0 Tamora , be called a gentle Queen , And with thine own hands kill me in this
place ; For ' lis not life that I have begged so long : Poor I was fiain , when
Ballianus died . Tam . What beggelt thou then ? fond woman , Lav . ' Tis prefent
death I ...
0 Tamora , be called a gentle Queen , And with thine own hands kill me in this
place ; For ' lis not life that I have begged so long : Poor I was fiain , when
Ballianus died . Tam . What beggelt thou then ? fond woman , Lav . ' Tis prefent
death I ...
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Perchance the weeps because they killed her husband ; Perchance because she
knows them innocent . Tit . If they did kill thy husband , then be joyful , Because
the law hath ta'en revenge on them . No , no , they would not do fo foul a deed ...
Perchance the weeps because they killed her husband ; Perchance because she
knows them innocent . Tit . If they did kill thy husband , then be joyful , Because
the law hath ta'en revenge on them . No , no , they would not do fo foul a deed ...
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Pardon me , Sir , it was a black ill - favour . ed fly , Like to the Empress ' Moor ;
therefore I killed him , Tit . ... There's for thyself , and that's for Tamora : Vet still , I
think , we are not brought fo low , But that between us we can kill a fly , That
comes ...
Pardon me , Sir , it was a black ill - favour . ed fly , Like to the Empress ' Moor ;
therefore I killed him , Tit . ... There's for thyself , and that's for Tamora : Vet still , I
think , we are not brought fo low , But that between us we can kill a fly , That
comes ...
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The Conspirators all draw , and kill Marcius , who falls , and Aufidius stands on
him . Lords . Hold , hold , hold , hold . Auf . My noble masters , hear me speak . i
Lord . O Tullus - - - - 2 Lord . Thou hast done a deed , whereat Valour will weep .
The Conspirators all draw , and kill Marcius , who falls , and Aufidius stands on
him . Lords . Hold , hold , hold , hold . Auf . My noble masters , hear me speak . i
Lord . O Tullus - - - - 2 Lord . Thou hast done a deed , whereat Valour will weep .
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Wert thou the oracle to tell me fo , I ' d not believe thee : henceforth guard thee
well , For l ' ll not kill thee there , nor there , nor there ; But , by the forge that
smithied Mars his helm , ( 40 ) ( 40 ) But by the forge that stythied Mars his helm .
Wert thou the oracle to tell me fo , I ' d not believe thee : henceforth guard thee
well , For l ' ll not kill thee there , nor there , nor there ; But , by the forge that
smithied Mars his helm , ( 40 ) ( 40 ) But by the forge that stythied Mars his helm .
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