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Tell me else
Could such inordinate and low desires
Such poor, such bare, such lewd, such mean attempts
Such barren pleasures, rude society
As thou art matched withal, and grafted to
I know not whether God will have it so
For some displeasing service I have done
That, in his secret doom, out of my blood
He’ll breed revengement and a scourge for me;
Accompany the greatness of thy blood
And hold their level with thy princely heart?