Reading Twelfe Night, or What You Will — William Shakespeare

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I am sorry Madam I haue hurt your kinsman:

But had it beene the brother of my blood,

I must haue done no lesse with wit and safety.

You throw a strange regard vpon me, and by that

I do perceiue it hath offended you:

Pardon me (sweet one) euen for the vowes

We made each other, but so late ago.

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