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Lear. Your name, fair gentlewoman?

Re-enter LEAK. Gon. Come, Sir;

Lear. What, fifty of my followers, at a clap! This admiration is much o’the favour*

Within a fortnight?
Of other your new pranks. I do beseech you
To understand my purposes aright:

Alb. What's the matter, Sir ?

Lear. I'll tell thee ;-Life and death! I am As you are old and reverend, you should be

ashau'd Here do you keep a bundred kõights and That thou hast power to shake my manhood squires;

thus :

(To GONEEIL Men so disorder'd, so debauch'd, and bold,

That these hot tears, which break from me That this our court, infected with their manners,

perforce, Shows like a riotous inn; epicurism and lust

Should make thee worth them.-Blasts and Make it more like a tavern or a brothel,

fogs upon thee! Than a grac'd palace. The shame itself doth The untented* woundings of a father's curse For instant remedy: Be then desir'd [speak Pierce every sense about thee!-Old fondeses, By her, that else will take the thing she begs, Beweep this cause again, I'll pluck you out; A little to disquantity your train; And the remainder, that shall still dependet

And cast you, with the waters that you lose, To be such men as may besort your age,

To temper clay.-Ha! is it come to this?

Let it be so:--Yet have I left a daughter, And know themselves and you.

Who, I am sure, is kind and comfortable; Lear. Darkness and devils !

When she shall hear this of thee, with her palis Saddle my horses; call my train together.

She'll flay thy wolfish visage. Thou shalt fiod. Degenerate bastard! I'll not trouble thee; Yet have I left a daughter.

That I'll resume the shape which thou dast think

[thee. Gon. You strike my people; and your dis- I have cast off for ever; thou shalt, I warrant order'd rabble

[Exeunt LEAR, KENT, and Attendants. Make servants of their betters.

Gon. Do you mark that, my lord ?

Alb. I cannot be so partial, Goneril,
Lear. Woe. that too late repents,-0, Sir,

To the great love I bear you,

Gon. Pray you, content – What, Oswald, are you come?

ho !

[master. Is it your will? [To Ale.] Speak, Sir.-Pre- You, Sir, more krave than fool, alter pour pare my horses.

[To the FOOL lngratitude! thou marble-hearted fiend, More hideous, when thou show'st thee in a take the fool with thee.

Fool. Nuncle Lear, nuncle Lear, tarry, and Than the sea-monster!


A fox, when one bas caught her, Alb. Pray, Sir, be patient.

And such a daughter, Lear. Detested kite! thou liest: [To GONERIL.

Should sure to the slaughter, My train are men of choice and rarest parts,

If my cap would buy a halter ; That all particulars of duty know :

So the fool follows after.

(Erd And in the most exact regard support (fault; Gon. This man hath had good counsel :-A The worships of their name.-0 most small

hundred knights! How ugly aidst thou in Cordelia show! Which, like an engine, wrench'd my frame of At point,t 'a hundred knights. Yes, that on

"Tis politic, and sate, to let him keep nature

[love, From the fix'd place; drew from my heart all Each buz, each fancy, each complaint, dislike,

every dream, And added to the gall. O Lear, Lear, Lear! He may enguard his dotage with their powers, Beat at this gate that let thy folly in,

Andhold our lives in mercy.-Oswald, I say!

Striking his Head. And thy dear judgement out!--Go, gv, my

Alb. Well, you may fear too far.

Gon. Safer than trust: people.

Let me still take away the harms I fear, All. My lord, I am guiltless, as I am igno. Not fear still to be taken. I know his heart: Of what hath mov'd you.

{rant What he hath utter'd, I have writ my sister; Lear. It may be so, my lord.-Hear, nature, If she sustain him and his hundred knights, hear;

When I have show'd the unfitness- -How Dear goddess, hear! Suspend thy purpose, if Chou didst intend to make this creature fruitful!

now, (swald? Into her womb convey sterility!

Enter STEWARD. Dry up in her the organs of increase ; And from her derogates body never spring What, have you writ that letter to my sister! A babe to honour ber!' If she must teem,

Stei. Ay, madam. Create her child of spleen; that it may live, Gon. Take you some company, and away to And be a thwart disnatur'a torment to her! Inform her full of my particular fear; [horse: Let it stamp wrinkles in her brow of youth! And thereto add such reasons of your own, With cadevt|| tears fret channels in her cheeks; As may compact it more. Get you gone; Turn all her mother's pains, and benefits, And hásten your return. [Exit Stew.] No, no, To laughter and contempt; that she may feel

my lord, How sharper than a serpent's tooth it is

This milky gentleness, and course of yours, To have a thankless child !-Away, away! Though I condemn it not, yet, under pardon,

(Exit. You are much more attask'dt for want of wisAll. Now, gods, that we adore, whereof Than prais'd for barmful mildness. (dom, comes this?

Alb. How far your eyes máy pierce, I catGon. Never afflict yourself to know the

not tell; But let his disposition have that scope (cause; Striving to better, oft we mar what's well. That dolage gives it.

Gom. Nay, then

Alb. Well, well; the event. [Exeunt * Complexion. + Continue in service. 1 The rack. Degreded. Falling.


Liable to reprehension.

+ Armed.

me :

you well.

SCENE V.-Court before the same. Cur. Nay, I know not: You have heard of
Enter Lear, Kent, and Fool.

the news abroad: I mean, the whispered ones,

for_they are yet but ear-kissing arguments ? Leur. Go you before to Gloster with these Edm. Not I; 'Pray you, what are they? letters : acquaint my daughter no further with Cur. Have you heard of poʻlikely wars toany thing you know, than comes from her ward, 'twixt ihe dukes of Cornwall and Aldemand out of the letter: If your diligence be bany? not speedy, I shall be there before you.

Edm. Not a word. Kent. I will not sleep, my lord, till I have Cur. You may then, in time. Fare you well, delivered your letter. (Exit. Sir.

[Exit. Fool. If a man's brains were in his heels, Edm. The duke be here to-night? The betwere't not in danger of kibes?

ter! Best! Lear. Ay, boy.

This weaves itself perforce into my business! Fool. Then I pr’ythee, be merry; thy wit My father hath set guard to take my brother; shall not go slip-shod.

And I have one thing, of a queazy* question, Lear. Ha, ha, ha!

Which I must act:-Briefness, and fortune, Fool. Shalt see, thy other daughter will use

work ! thee kindly : for though she's as like this as a Brother, a word; descend:-Brother, I say ; crab is like an apple, yet I can tell what I can tell.

Enter EDGAR. Lar. Why, wbat canst thou tell, my boy? My father watches :- Sir, fiy this place;

Fool. She will taste as like this, as a crab Intelligence is given where you are bid; does to a crab. Thou canst tell, why one's nose You have now the good advantage of the stands i'the middle of his face?

night :

• [wall ? Leur, No.

Have you not spoken 'gainst the duke of CornFool. Why, to keep his eyes on either side He's coming hither; now, i'the night, i'the his nose; that what a man cannot smell out,

haste, he may spy into.

And Regan with him; Have you nothing said Lear. I did her wrong

Upon his party'gainst the duke of Albany? Fool. Canst telt. how an dyster makes his Adviset yourself. shell?

Edg. I am sure on't, not a word. Lear. No.

Edm. I hear my father coming,- Pardon Fool. Nor I neither ; but I can tell why a

(you :snail has a house.

In cunning, I must draw my sword upon Lear. Why?

Draw: Seem to defend yourself: Now quit Fool. Why, to put his head in; not to give it

[here! away to his daughters, and leave his hords Yield :-come before my father ;-Light, ho, without a case.

Fly, brother;—Torches! torches!-So, fareLear. I will forget my nature.-So kind a


[Erit EDGAR. father!-Be my horses ready?

Some blood drawn on me would beget opinion Fool. Thy asses are gone about 'em. The

(Wounds his Arm. reason why the seven stars are no more than of my more fierce endeavour: I have seen seven, is a pretty reason.

drunkards Lear. Because they are not eight? Fool. Yes, indeed: Thou wouldest make a Stop, stop! No help?

Do more than this in sport.--Father! father! good fool.

Leur. To take it again perforce !-Monster Enter GLOSTER, and Servants with Torches. ingratitude! Fool. If thou wert my fool, nuncle, I'd have

Glo. Now, Edmund, where's the villain? . thee beaten for being old before thy time.

Edm. Here stood be in the dark, his sharp Leur. How's that?

sword out,

(moon Fool. Thou shouldst not have been old, be- Mumbling of wicked charms, conjuring the fore thou hadst been wise.

To stand his auspicious mistress:--
Lear. O let me not be mad, not mad, sweet

Glo. But where is he?

Edm. Look, Sir, I bleed. Keep me in temper; I would not be mad !

Glo. Where is the villain, Edmund ?

Edm. Fled this way, Sir. When by no means Enter GENTLEMAN.

he could How now! Are the horses ready?

Glo. Pursue him, ho!--Go after.-[Exit Gent. Ready, my lord.

Servant.] By no means,--what? Lear. Come, boy

Edm. Persuade me to the murder of your Fool. She that is maid now, and laughs at But that I told him, the revenging gods

lordship; my departure, Shall not be a maid long, unless things be cut 'Gainst parricides did all their thunders bend; shorter,

Exeunt. Spoke, with how manifold and strong a bund

The child was bound to the father;-Sir, in ACT II.

Seeing how loathly opposite I stood (fine,

To his nnnatural purpose, in fell motion, SCENEI.-A Court within the Castle of the

With his prepared sword, he charges home
Earl of GLOSTER.

My unprovided body, lanc'd mine arm :
Enter EDMUND and CURAN, meeting.

But when he saw my best alarum'd spirits,
Edm. Save thee, Curan.

Bold in the quarrel's right, rous'd to the enCur. And you, Sir. I have been with your Or whether gasted by the noise I made,

counter, father; and given him notice, that the duke of Full suddenly he filed. Corowall, and Regan his duchess, will be here with him to-night.

* Delicate

+ Consider, recoitect yourself, Edm How comes that?

1 Frighted.

Glo. Let him fly far:

| This hurt you see, striving to apprehend him. Not in this land shall ne remain uncaught; Corn. Is he pursued ? And found-Despatch.-The noble duke my Glo, Ay, my good lord, he is. master,

Corn. If he be taken, he shall never more My worthy arch* and patron, comes to-night: Be fear'd of doing harm: make your own purBy his authority I will proclaim it, (thanks,


mund, That he, which finds him, shall deserve our How in my strength you please.--For you, EdBringing the murd'rous coward to the stake; Whose virtue and obedience doth this instant He, that conceals him, death.

So much commend itself, you shall be ours; Edm. When I dissuaded him from his intent, Natures of such deep trust we shall much And found bim pight to do it, with cursti | You we first seize on. .

(need; speech

| Edm. I shall serve you, Sir, I threaten'd to discover him : He replied, Truly, however else. Thou unpossessing bustard! dost thou think, Glo. For him I thank your grace. If I would stand against thee, would the reposal | Corn. You know not why we came to visit Of any trust, virtue, or worth, in thee

you, Make thy words faith'd? No: whut I should deny, Reg. Thus out of season ; threading dark(As this I would ; ay, though thou didst produce

ey'd night. My very characters P'd turn it all

Occasions noble Gloster, of some poize, To thy suggestion, plot, und damned pructice: Wherein we must have use of your advice:And thou must make a dullard of the world, Our father he hath writ, so hath our sister, If they not thought the profits of my death Of differences, which I best thought it fit Were rery pregnunt and potential spurs

To answer from our home; the several mes. To make thee seek it.


[friend, Glo. Strong and fasten'd villain!

From hence attend despatch. Our good old Would he deny his letter ?-I never got him. Lay comforts to your bosom ; and bestow

[Trumpets within. Your needful counsel to our business, Hark, the duke's trumpets! I know not why Which craves the instant use. be comes :

Glo. I serve you, madam: All ports I'll bar; the villain shall not 'scape; Your graces are right welcome. (Esreuni. The duke must grant me that: besides, his picture

SCENE 11.-Before GLOSTER's Castle. I will send far and near, that all the kingdom

Enter Kent and STEWARD, severally. May have due note of him; and of my land, Loyal and natural boy, I'll work the means

Stew. Good dawning to thee, friend: Art of To make thee

the house?

Kent. Ay.
Enter CORNWALL, Regan, and Attendants. Stew. Where may we set our horses?
Corn. How now, my noble friend? since I

Kent. I'the mire.
came hither,

Stew. Pr’ythee, if thou love me, tell me. (Which I can call but now,) I have heard

Kent. I love thee pot. strange news.

Stew. Why, then I care not for thee. Reg. If it be true, all vengeance comes too

Kent. If I had thee in Lipsbury pinfold, I short,

"! would make thee care for me. Which can pursue the offender. How dost,

Stew. Why dost thou use me thus? I know my lord?

thee not. Glo. 0, 'madam, my old heart is crack’d, is

Kent. Fellow, I know thee. crack'd!'

Stew. What dost thou know me for? Reg. What, did my father's godson seek Kent. A knave; a rascal, an eater of broken your life?

meats; a base, proud, shallow, beggarly, He whom my father nam'd? your Edgar?

three-suited, hundred-pound, filthy worstedGlo. O, lady, lady, shame would have it hid! | stocking knave; a lily-liver'd, action-taking Reg. Was he not companion with the riot-knave; a whoreson, glass-gazing, superser. ous knights

viceable, finical rogue; one-trupk-inheriting That tend upon my father?

slave; one that wouldst be a bawd, in way Glo. I know not. madam:

of good-service, and art nothing but the comIt is too bad, too bad.

position of a knave, beggar, coward, pandar, Edm. Yes, madam, he was.

and the son and heir of a mongrel bitch : one Reg. No marvel then, though he were ill (whom I will beat into clamorous whiping, affected;

thou deny'st the least syllable of thy addi"Tis they have put him on the old man's death,

tion.t To have the waste and spoil of his revenues.

| Stew. Why, what a monstrous fellow art I have this present evening from my sister

| thou, thus to rail on one, that is neither known Been well inform of them and with euch of thee, nor knows thee! cautions,

Kent. What a brazen-fac'd varlet art thou, That, if they come to sojourn at my house,

to deny thou know'st me! Is it two days ago, I'll not be there.

since I tripp'd up thy heels, and beat thee, beCorn. Nor I, assure thee, Regan.

fore the king? Draw, you rogue; for, thougla Edmund, I hear that you have shown your

it be night, the moon shines; I'll make a sup A child-like office.


o'the moonshine of you: Draw, you whoreson Edm. "Twas my duty, Sir.

cullionly barber-monger, draw. Glo. He did bewrayf his practice ;** and re

[Drawing his Sword. ceiv'd

Stew. Away; I have nothing to do with

thee. * Chief. + Pitched, fixed. Severe, harsh. Kent. Draw, you rascal: you come with

1. e. Capable of succeeding to my land.
• Wicked purpose.
. Weight.



letters against the king; and take vanity the Kent. Sir, 'tis my occupation to be plain; puppet's part, against the royalty of her fa- I have 'better faces in my time, ther: Draw, you rogue, or I'll so carbonado Than stands on any shoulder that I see your shanks :-draw, you rascal; come your Before me at this instant. ways.

Corn. This is some fellow,

(affect Stew. Help, ho! murder! help!

Who, having been prais'd for bluntness, doth Kent. Strike, you slave; stand, rogue, stand; A saucy roughness; and constrains the garb, you neat slave, strike.

[Beating him. Quite from his nature: He cannot flatter, Stew. Help, ho! murder! murder!



An honest mind and plain-he most speak Enter EDMUND, CORNWALL, REGAN, GLOSTER, And they will take it, so; if not, he's plain. and Servants.

These kind of knaves I know, which in this Edm. How now? What's the matter? Part. Harbour more craft, and more corrupter ends,

plainness Kent. With you, goodman boy, if you please; Than twenty silly ducking observants, come, I'll flesh you; come on, young master.

That stretch their duties nicely. Glo. Weapons! arms! What's the matter

Kent. Sir, in good sooth, in sincere verity, here?

Under the allowance of your grand aspect, Corn. Keep peace, upon your lives; [ter? Whose influence, like the wreath of radiant He dies, that strikes again: What is the mat-On flickering Phoebus' front,- [fire Reg. The messengers from our sister and the

Corn. What mean'st by this? king.

Kent. To go out of my dialect, which you Corn. What is your difference ? speak.

discommend so much. I know, Sir, I am no Stew. I am scarce in breath, my lord.

flatterer: he that beguiled you in a plain acKent. No marvel, you have so bestirr'd your cent, was a plain knave; which, for my part, valour. You cowardly rascal, nature disclaims I will not be, though I should win your disin thee; a tailor made thee. Corn. Thou art a strange fellow: a tailor pleasure to entreat me to it.

Corn. What was the offence you gave him? make a man?

Stero. Never any : Kent. Ay, a tailor, Sir; a stone-cutter, or a It pleas'd the king his master, very late, painter, could not have made him so ill, though to strike at me, upon his misconstruction ; they had been but two hours at the trade. Corn. Speak yet, how grew your quarrel?

When he, conjunct, and flattering his displeasure,

[rail'd, Stew. This ancient ruffian, Sir, whose life I Tripp'd me 'behind; being down, insulted, have spar'd,

And put upon him such a deal of man, At suit of his grey beard, Kent. Thou whoreson zed! thou unnecessary for him attempting who was self-subdu'd;

That worthy'd bin, got praises of the king letter !--My lord, if you will give me leave, will tread this unboltedt villain into mortar, Drew on me here.

And, in the fleshment of this dread exploit, and daub the wall of a jakest with him.--Spare

Kent. None of these rogues, and cowards, my grey beard, you wagtail?

But Ajax is their fool.
Corn. Peace, Sirrah !

Corn. Fetch forth the stocks, ho! [braggart, You beastly knave, know you no reverence ?

You stubborn ancient knave, you reverend
Kent. Yes, Sir; but anger has a privilege. We'll teach you-
Corn. Why art thou angry?

Kent. Sir, I am too old to learn :
Kent. That such a slave as this should wear Call not your stocks for me: I serve the kings

a sword, Who wears do honesty. Such smiling rogues You shall do small respect, show too bold

On whose employment I was sent to you: as these,

malice Like rats, oft bite the holy cords atwain Which are too intrinses t’unloose: smooth Stocking his messenger.

Against the grace and person of my master, every passion

Corn. Fetch forth the stocks: (noon. That in the natures of their lords rebels ;

As I've life and honour, there shall he sit till Bring oil to fire, snow to their colder moods;

Reg. Till noon! till night, my lord; and all Renege,|| affirm, and turn their halcyon beaks

night too. With every gale and vary of their masters, As knowing nought, like dogs, but follow. You should not use me so.

Kent. Why, madam, if I were your father's

(dog, A plague upon your epileptic visage! [ing.–

Reg. Sir, being his knave, I will. Smile you my speeches, as I were a fool?,

(Stocks brought out. Goose, if I had you upon Sarum plain,

Corn. This is a fellow of the self-same I'd drive ye cackling home to Camelot.**


[stocks. Corn. What, art thou mad, old fellow? Glo. How fell you out?

Our sister speaks of:-Come, bring away the

Glo. Let me beseech your grace pot to do so: Say that. Kent. No contraries hold more antipathy,

His fault is much, and the good king his master

(rection Than I and such a knave.

Will check him for't: your purpos'd low corCorn. Why dost thou call him knave? What's is such, as basest and conteinned’st wretches, his offence?

For pilferings and most common trespasses,
Kent. His countenance likes me
Corn. No more, perchance, does mine, or that he's so slightly valued in his messenger,

Are punish'd with: the king must take it ill, his, or hers.

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Should have him thus restrain'd.
A character in the old moralities. + Unrefined.

Corn. I'll answer that.

|| Disown. Reg. My sister may receive it much more The bird called the king-fisher, which, when dried,

worse, and hung up by a thread, is supposed to turn his bill to the To have her gentleman abus’d, assaulted, point from whence the wind blows. ** In Somersetshire, where are bred great quantities of tt I. e. Pleases me not.

Simple or rustic ti. e. Ajax is a fool to them


For following her affairs.-Put in his legs.- Kent. Hail to thee, noble master!

[Kent is put in the Stocks. Lear. How! Come, my good lord; away.

Mak'st thou this shame thy pastime! [Exeunt REGAN and CORNWALL, Kent. No, my lord. Glo. I am sorry for thee, friend; 'tis the Fool. Ha, ha; look! he wears cruel* garters! duke's pleasure,

Horses are tied by the heads; dogs, and bears, Whose disposition, all the world well knows, by the neck; monkies by the loins, and men by Will not be rubb'd, nor stopp'd: I'll entreat the legs: when a man is over-lusty at legs, for thee.

then he wears wooden nether-stocks. Kent. Pray, do not, Sir: I have watch'd, Lear. What's he, that hath so much the and travell’d hard;


place mistook
Some time I shall sleep out, the rest I'll whis. To set thee here?
A good man's fortune may grow out at heels : Kent. It is both be and she,
Give you good morrow!

Your son and daughter.
Glo. Thadake's to blame in this; 'twill be ill Lear, No.

(Exit. Kent. Yes. Kent. Good king, that must approve the

Lear. No, I say. common saw!"

Kent. I say, yea. Thou out of heaven's benediction com'st

Lear. No, no; they would not. To the warm sun!

Kent. Yes, they have. Approach, thou beacon to this under globe, Lear. By Jupiter, I swear, no. That by thy comfortable beams I may (cles, Kent. By Juno, I swear, ay. Peruse this letter! - Nothing almost sees mira- Leur. They durst not do't; But misery ;-I kpow 'tis from Cordelia; They could not, would not do't; 'tis worse Who hath most fortunately been inform'd

than murder, Of my obscured course; and shall find time To do upon respect such violent outrage: From this enormous state,-seeking to give

Resolve me, with all modest haste, which way Losses their remedies :- All weary and o'er- Thou might'st deserve, or they impose, this watch’d, Coming from us.

(usage, Take vantage, heavy eyes, not lo behold Kent. My lord, when at their home This shameful lodging.

I did commend your highness' letters to them, Fortune, good night; smile once more; turn Ere I was risen from the place that show'd thy wheel

[He sleeps. My duty kneeling, came there a reeking post,

Stew'd in his haste, half breathless, pasting SCENE III.-A Part of the Heath.


From Goneril his mistress, salutations ;
Enter EDGAR.

Deliver'd letters, spite of intermission,
Edg. I beard myself proclaim'd;

Which presently they read: on whose contents, And, by the happy hollow of a tree,

They summon'd up their meiny, straight took Escap'd the hunt. No port is free; no place,

horse; That guard, and most unusual vigilance, Commanded me to follow, and attend (looks: Does not attend my taking. While I may The leisure of their answer; gave me cald scape,

And meeting here the other messenger, I will preserve myself: and am bethought Whose welcome, I perceiv'd, had poison'd To take the basest and most poorest shape, (Being the very fellow that of late (mide, That every penury, in contempt of man, Display'd so saucily against your highness,) Brought near to beast: my face I'll grime with Having more man ihan wit about me, drew;

He rais'd the house with loud and coward Blanket my loins; elft all my hair in knots;

cries : And with presented nakedness outface Your son and daughter found this trespass The winds, and persecutions of the sky. The shame which here it suffers, [worth The country gives me proof and precedent Fool. Winter's not gone yet, if the wild geese Of Bedlam beggars, who, with roaring voices,

fly that way. Strike in their numb'd and mortified bare arins, Fathers, that wear rags, Pins, wooden pricks, nails, sprigs of rose

Do make their cbildren blind, mary;

But fathers, that bear bags, And with this horrible object, from low farms,

Shall see their children kind. Poor pelting villages, sheep cotes and mills, Fortune, that arrant whore, Sometime with lupatic bans,sometime with Ne'er turns the key to the poor.prayers,

[Tom! But, for all this, thou shalt have as many de Enforce their charity.-Poor Turlygood! poor loursø for thy daughters, as thou canst tell in 'That's something yet;-Edgar I nothing am. a year.

[Exit. Lear. O, how this motherji swells up toward SCENE IV.-Before Gloster's Castle.

Hysterica passio! dowd, thou climbing sorrow, Enter LEAR, Foot, and GENTLEMAN. Thy element's below!- Where is this daugh

ter? Leur. 'Tis strange, that they should so de.

Kent. With the earl, Sir, here within.
part from home,

Lear. Follow me not;
And not send back my messenger.
Gent. As I learn'd,

Stay here.

(Erit. The night before there was no purpose in them

Gent. Made you no more offence than what Of this remove.

you speak of? * Saying or proverb

* A quibble on crewell, worsted, + Hair thus knotivu, was supposed to be the work of

+ The old word for stockings

People, train or retinue.
cives and fairies in the night.

A quibble between dolours and dolları.

i The disease called the mother.


my heart!

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