Reading The Tragedie of Cymbeline — William Shakespeare

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Royall Sir,

Since the exile of Posthumus, most retyr'd

Hath her life bin: the Cure whereof, my Lord,

'Tis time must do. Beseech your Maiesty,

Forbeare sharpe speeches to her. Shee's a Lady

So tender of rebukes, that words are stroke;,

And strokes death to her.

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