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O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me!-- Young fry of treachery! Clarence is come,--false, fleeting, perjur'd Clarence,--
That stabb'd me in the field by Tewksbury;--
Seize on him, Furies, take him to your torments! Maintains such falsehood, then turn tears to fires; Can this dark monarchy afford false Clarence?' Then yield thee, coward,