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SCENE THE SEVENTH.

Henry.
Hen.
Thou say'st the truth; whose guilt is like to hers?
I am the laughing-stock of all. Oh rage!—
Once more shall this perfidious woman hear me,
Yet once more hear my voice. I am compell'd
To give the last indulgence to my rage

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In a few words; but afterwards 'tis time
To try more rigorous efficacious measures.