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1Lear.
2A plague vpon you Murderors, Traitors all,
3I might haue sau'd her, now she's gone for
4euer:
5Cordelia, Cordelia, stay a little.
6Ha:
7What is't thou saist? Her voice was euer soft,
8Gentle, and low, an excellent thing in woman.