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That father lost, lost his; and the survivor bound, Ay, mother; but I would not have it so. Alas, I am the mother of these griefs! Fear it, Ophelia, fear it, my dear sister; Our son shall win. Long mayest thou live to wail thy children's death; What is her mother? Make war upon themselves; brother to brother, Say, uncle Gloster, if our brother come,