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SCENE VIII.
Astarbe. Sophernes. Araxes.
Take the villain from my presence,
His crimes are black as hell. I'll turn away,
Lest my heart melt and cool into compassion.
His sight offends me. Bind his irons fast.
[Ara. puts on his Irons.
His crimes are black as hell. I'll turn away,
Lest my heart melt and cool into compassion.
His sight offends me. Bind his irons fast.
So: lead him hence; and let Doraspe know
The Queen permits her entrance.
The Queen permits her entrance.
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