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The purple sap from her sweet brothers' bodies, For Edward, for my brother, for his sake: That have a father kill'd, a mother stain'd, I would he knew that I had sav'd his brother! Tybalt, my cousin! O my brother's child!-- And, sister, as the winds give benefit O, in this love, you love your child so ill But smother'd it within my panting bulk, Or by his father there were none at all;