: Philip Massinger
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Lodovico Sfokza. I do obey it ! every word's a poniard, • . □ And reaches to my
heart. (Swoons.) Fran. What have I done ? u. Madam! for heaven's sake, madam!
— Dear lady
!— ' .. • J ' She stirs. For the duke's
sake, for Sforza's sake— Marc.
Sforza's! stand off! though dead, I will be his, ... I am yet Pure and unspotted in my
to him j Nor shall it be corrupted, though he's tainted : Nor will I part with
innocence, because He is found guilty. For thyself, thou art A thing, that, equal