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| Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, |
The urging of that word judgment hath bred a kind of remorse in And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- Is it more sin to wish me thus forsworn, And gentle, kind, effeminate remorse, And die in terror of thy guiltiness! Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, If you answered yes to any of these, then take advantage of this free,no-hassle service.