Reading The Winters Tale — William Shakespeare

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Leo.

I am a Feather for each Wind that blows:

Shall I liue on, to see this Bastard kneele,

And call me Father? better burne it now,

Then curse it then. But be it: let it liue.

It shall not neyther. You Sir, come you hither:

You that haue beene so tenderly officious

With Lady Margerie, your Mid‑wife there,

To saue this Bastards life; for 'tis a Bastard,

So sure as this Beard’s gray. What will you aduenture,

To saue this Brats life?

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