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In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

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In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

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In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

William Shakespeare

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

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In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

In her chamber, / Making a sermon of continency to her / And rails, and swears, and rates, that she, poor soul, / Knows not which way to stand, to look, to speak, / And sits as one new-risen from a dream. / Away, away! / For everything is seal’d and done / That else leans on the heart.

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