Last Updated:2022/12/24

My lord, Now fear is from me, I'll speak troth. Lord Cloten, Upon my lady’s missing, came to me With his sword drawn; foam’d at the mouth, and swore, If I discover’d not which way she was gone, It was my instant death.

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