youtu.be/aFQ5VsFWeyw The Fray 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 Hell breed revengement and a scourge for me; But thou dost in thy passages of life Make me believe that thou art only markd For the hot vengeance and the rod of heaven To punish my mistreadings. Tell me else, Could such inordinate and low desires, Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts, Such barren pleasures, rude society, As thou art matchd withal and grafted to, Accompany the greatness of thy blood And hold their level with thy princely heart? Shajespear
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