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...sulphur, yet I am not mad/ Told that she is to be strangled, she replies, with brave, quiet dignity: d as visited by a raven (remorse). Now from these...construct the tragedy of a soul, seeking to allay its . . . Pull, and pull strongly, for your able strength Must pull down heaven upon me. Yet stay, heaven...

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...Farewell, Cariola. [folks. What will you do with my lady ? Call for help. I pray thee look thou givest my little boy Some syrup for his cold; and let the girl Say her prayers ere she sleep.—Now what you please; What death ? Bos. Strangling. Here are your executioners. Duch. I forgive...

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...gloom. And when the Duchess of Malfi in her last struggle entreats — I pray thee look thou givest my little boy Some syrup for his cold ; and let the...Say her prayers ere she sleep. Now what you please we are reminded of the equally touching words of Belvidera about her child, and the last words of dying...

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...End your groan, and come away." The Duchess now addresses her maid, Cariola, — Farewell, Cariola. I pray thee look thou giv'st my little boy Some syrup...her prayers ere she sleep. — Now what you please. What death ? Busola. — Strangling. Here are your executioners. Duch. I forgive them. The apoplexy,...