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SCENE II.

Buckramo.
I'm hurt—but not to death:
Yet past all surgery—alas! I've lost
The dear companion of my early youth;
Life's now not worth a quid—O, woe is me!
T'have seen what I have seen, seeing what I see!

 

Ia.
What are you hurt, lieutenant?

Cass.
Past all surgery.

Othello.

------ O woe is me!
T' have seen what I have seen, seeing what I see!
Hamlet.