The Poetical Works of William Wordsworth — Volume 1 by William Wordsworth
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Your justice stamp upon his evil deeds
The punishment they merit. All is plain: It cannot be-- MARMADUKE What cannot be? OSWALD Yet that a Father Should in his love admit no rivalship, And torture thus the heart of his own Child-- MARMADUKE Nay, you abuse my friendship! OSWALD Heaven forbid!-- There was a circumstance, trifling indeed-- It struck me at the time--yet I believe I never should have thought of it again But for the scene which we by chance have witnessed. MARMADUKE What is your meaning? OSWALD Two days gone I saw, Though at a distance and he was disguised, Hovering round Herbert's door, a man whose figure |
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