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For heaven's sake, Hubert, let me not be SCENE II.The same.-A Room of State in bound!

the Palace. Nay, hear me, Hubert ! drive these men away, Enter King John, crowned ; PEMBROKE, SalisAnd I will sit as quiet as a lamb;

BURY, and other Lords. The King takes his I will not stir, nor wince, nor speak a word, State. Nor look upon the iron angerly : Thurst but these men away, and I'll forgive

K. John, Here once again we sit, once again Whatever torment you do put me to. [you,

crown'd, Hub. Go, stand within ; let me alone with And look'd upon, I hope, with cheerful eyes. him.

Pem. This once again, but that your high1 Attend. I am best pleas'd to be from such a

ness pleas'd,

(fure, deed,

[Exeunt ATTENDANTS. Was once superfluous: you were crown'd be Arth. Alas! I then havechid away my friend; And that high royalty was ne'er pluck’d off ; He hath a stern look, but a gentle heart :

The faiths of men ne'er stained with revolt; Let him come back, that his compassion may

Fresh expectation troubled not the land, Give life to yours.

With any long’d-for change, or better state. Hub. Come, boy, prepare yourself.

Sal. Therefore, to be possess'd with double Arth. Is there no remedy?

To guard* a title that was rich before, (pomp, Hub. None, but to lose your eyes.

To gild refined gold, to paint the lily, Arth. O heaven !--that there were but a mote To throw a perfume on ihe violet, in yours,

To smooth the ice, or add another hue A grain, a dust, a gnat, a wand'ring hair,

Unto the rainbow, or with taper-light Any annoyance in that precious sense!

To seek the beauteous eye of heaven to garThen, feeling what small things are boist'rous Is wasteful, and ridiculous excess. (nish, there,

Pem. But that your royal pleasure must be Your vile intent must needs seein horrible.

done, Hub. Is this your promise ? go to, hold your This act is as an ancient tale new told; tongue.

And, in the last repeating, troublesome, Arth. Hubert, the utterance of a brace of Being urged at a time unseasonable. tongues

Sal. In this, the antique and well-noted face Must needs want pleading for a pair of eyes: of plain old form is much disfigured: Let me not hold my tongue; let me not, Hu- And, like a shifted wind unto

a sail, bert!

It makes the course of thoughts to fetch about: Or, Hubert, if you will, cut out my tongue,

Startles and frights consideration; So’I may keep mine eyes; O, spare mine eyes; For putting on so new a fashion'd


Makes sound opinion sick, and truth suspected, Though to no use, but still to look on you! Lo, by my troth, the instrument is cold, Pem. When workmen strive to do better than And would not harm me.

well, Hub. I can heat it, boy.

They do confound their skill in covetousness :$ Arth. No, in good sooth; the fire is dead And, oftentimes, excusing of a fault,

Doth make the fault the worse by the excuse; Being create for comfort, to be us'd

As patches, set upon a little breach, In undeserv'd extremes :* See else yourself;

Discredit more in hiding of the fault, There is no malice in this burning coal ;

Than did the fault before it was so patch'd. The breath of heaven hath blown his spirit out,

Sul. To this effect, before you were newAnd strew'd repentant ashes on his head.


[highness Hub. But with my breath I can revive it, boy. We breath'd our counsel : but it pleas'd your Arth. And if you do, you will but make it To overbear it; and we are all well pleas'd; blush,

[Hubert: Since all and every part of what we would, And glow with shame of your proceedings, Doth make a stand at what your highness will. Nay, it, perchance, will sparkle in your eyes;

K. John. Some reasons of this double coroAnd, like a dog that is compell’d to fight,


(strong; Snatch at his master that doth tarret him on. I have possess'd you with, and think them All things, that you should use to do me wrong, And more, more strong, (when lesser is my Deny their office: only you do lack

fear,) That mercy, which fierce fire, and iron, extends, I shall indue you with : Mean time, but ask Creatures of note, for mercy-lacking uses.

What you would have reform’d, that is not Hub. Well, see to live; I will not touch thine eyes

And well shall you perceive, how willingly · For all the treasure that thine uncle owes ::

I will both hear and grant you your requests. Yet am I sworn, and I did purpose, boy, Pem. Then I, (as one that am the tongue of With tnis same very iron to burn them out.

these, Arth. O, now you look like Hubert! all this To sound; the purposes of all their hearts,) You were disguised.

[while Both for myself and them, (but, chief of alí, Hub. Peace: no more. Adieu;

Your safety, for the which myself and them Your uncle must not know but you are dead: Bend their best studies,) heartily request I'll fill these dogged spies with false reports. The enfranchisement|l of Arthur; whose reAnd, pretty child, sleep doubtless, and secure,

straint That Hubert, for the wealth of all the world,'Doth move the murmuring lips of discontent Will not offend thee.

To break into this dangerous argument,Arth. O heaven !-I thank you, Hubert. If, what in rest you have, in right you hold, Hub. Silence; no more : Go closelys in with Why then your fears, (which, as they say, atme;


[up Much danger do I undergo for thee. (Exeunt. The steps of wrong,) should move you to mew In cruelty I have not deserved.

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Your tender kinsman, and to choke his days K. John. 0, where hath our intelligence With barbarons ignorance, and deny his youth

been drunk ?

(care? The rich advantage of good exercise ?

Where hath it slept? Where is my mother's That the time's enemies may not have this That such an army could be drawn in France, To grace occasions, let it be our suit,

And she not hear of it? That you have bid us ask his liberty';

Mess. My liege, her ear Which for our goods we do no further ask, Is stopp'd with dust; the first of April, died Than whereupon our weal, on you depending, Your noble mother: And, as I hear, my lord, Counts it your weal, he have his liberty. The lady Constance in a frenzy died (tongue K. John. Let it be so; I do coiinit his youth Three days before: but this from runour's

I idly heard ; if true or false, I know not. Enter Hubert.

K. John. Withhold thy speed, dreadful ocTo your direction.-Hubert, what news with

casion! you?

O, make a league with me, till I have pleas'd Pem. This is the man should do the bloody My discontented peers !-What! mother dead? deed;

How wildly then walks my estate in France !He show'd his warrant to a friend of mine: Under whose conduct came those powers of The image of a wicked heinous fault

Lives in his eye; that close aspect of his That thou for truth giv'st out, are landed here ?
Does show the mood of a much-troubled breast;

Mess. Under the Dauphin.
And I do fearfully believe, 'tis dore,
What we so fear'd he had a charge to do.

Enter the BastARD and PETER of Pomfret.
Sal. The colour of the king doth come and K. John. Thou hast made me giddy (world
Between his purpose and his conscience, [go, With these ill tidings.- Now, what says the
Like heralds 'twixt two dreadful battles set: To your proceedings? do not seek to stutt
His passion is so ripe, it needs must break. My head with more ill news, for it is full.
Pem. And, when it breaks, I fear, will issue Bast. But, if you be ateard to hear the worst,

Then let the worst, unheard, fall on your head, The foul corruption of a sweet child's death. K. John. Bear with me, cousin; For I was K. John. We cannot hold mortality's strong

amaz'd* hand:

Under the tide: but now I breathe again Good lords, although my will to give is living, Aloft the flood; and can give audience The suit which you demand is gone and dead: To any tongue, speak it of what it will. He tells us, Arthur is deceas'd to night. Bast. How I have sped among the clergy. Sal. Indeed, we fear'd, his sickness was past


The sums I have collected shall express. Pem. Indeed we heard how near his death But as I travelled hither through the land,

I find the people strangely fantasied; Before the child himself felt he was sick : Possess'd with rumours, full of idle dreams : This must be answer'd, either here, or hence. Not knowing what they fear, but full of fear: K. John. Why do you bend such solemn And here's a prophet, that I brought with me brows on me?

From forth the streets of Pomtiet, whom I Think you, I bear the shears of destiny?

found Have I commandment on the pulse of life? With many hundreds treading on his heels;

Sul. It is apparent foul-play; and’uis shame, | To whom he sung, in rude harsh-sounding That greatness should so grossly offer it:

rhymes, So thrive it in your game! and so farewell. That, ere the next Ascension-day at noon, Pem. Stay yet, lord Salisbury; I'll go with Your highness should deliver up your crown. thee,

K. John. Thou idle dreamer, wherefore didst And find the inheritance of this poor child,

thou so? His little kingdom of a forced grave. [isle, Peter. Foreknowing that the truth will fall That blood, which ow'd* the breath of all this

out so. Three foot of it doth hold; Bad world the K. John. Hubert away with him ; imprison while !


him ; This must not be thus borne: this will break And on that day at noon, whereon, he says, To all our sorrows, and ere long, I doubt. I shall yield up my crown, let him be hang'd :

(Exeunt Lords. Deliver him to safety, and return, K. John. They burn in indignation; I re- For I must use thee.--O my gentle cousin, pent;

[Exit HUBERT, with Peter. There is no sure foundation set on blood; Hear'st thou the news abroad, who are arriv'd? No certain life achiev'd by others' death.- Bust. The French, my lord; men's mouths

are full of it: Enter a MESSENGER.

Besides, I met lord Bigot, and lord Salisbury, A fearful eye thou hast; Where is that blood, (With eyes as red as new-enkindled fire,) That I have seen inhabit in those cheeks? And others more, going to seek the grave So foul a sky clears not without a storm: Of Arthur, who, they say, is kill'd to night Pour down thy weather :-How goes all in On your suggestion. France ?

K. John. Gentle kinsman, go, Mess. From France to England. - Never such And thrust thyself into their companies : a powert

I have a way to win their loves again; For any foreign preparation,

Bring them before me. Was levied in the body of a land!

Bast. I will seek them out. The copy of your speed is learn'd by them; K. John. Nay, but make baste ; the better For, when you should be told they do prepare,

foot before. The tidings come, that they are all arrivd.. 0, let me have no subject enemies,

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When adverse foreigners affright my towns K. John. Hadst thou but shook thy head, or With dreadful pomp of stout invasion !

made a pause, Be Mercury, set feathers to thy heels; When I spake darkly what I purposed, And fly, like thought, from them to me again. Or turn’d an eye of doubt upon my face, Bast. The spirit of the time shall teach me As bid me tell my tale in express words; speed.

(Exit. Deep shame had struck me dumb, made me K. John. Spoke like a spriteful noble gentle

break off,

[in me: man.

And those thy fears might have wrought fears Go after him; for he, perhaps, shall need But thou didst understand me by my signs, Some messenger betwixt me and the peers; And didst in signs again parley with sin; And be thou he.

Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart consent, Mess. With all my heart, my liege. (Exit. | And, consequently, thy rude band to act K. John. My mother dead!

The deed, which both our tongues held vile to


Re-enter Hubert.

Out of my sight, and never see me more ! Hub. My lord, they say, five moons were My nobles leave me; and my state is brav'd, seen to-night:

Even at my gates, with ranks of foreigo powers: Four fixed; and the fifth did whirl about Nay, in the body of this fleshly land, The other four, in wond'rous motion.

This kingdom, this confine of blood and breath, • K. John. Five moons

Hostility and civil tumult reigns [death. Hub. Old men, and beldams, in the streets Between my conscience, and my cousin's Do prophesy upon it dangerously: {mouths: Hub. Arm you against your other enemies, Young Arthur's death is common in their i I'll make a peace between your soul and you. And when they talk of him, they shake their Young Arthur is alive: This hand of mine And whisper one another in the ear; [heads, Is yet a maiden and an innocent hand, And he, that speaks, doth gripe the hearer's Not painted with the crimson spots ot' blood. wrist;

Within this bosom never enter'd yet Whilst he, that hears, makes fearful action, The dreadful motion of a murd'rons thought, With wrinkled brows, with nods, with rolling And you have slander'd nature in my form ; eyes.

Which, howsoever rude exteriorly, I saw a smith stand with his hammer, thus, Is yet the cover of a fairer mind The whilst his iron did on the anvil cool, Than to be butcher of an innocent child. With open mouth swallowing a tailor's news; K. John. Doth Arthur live? O, haste theo Who, with his shears and measure in his hand,

to the peers, Standing on slippers, (which his nimble haste Throw this report on their incensed rage, Had falsely thrust upon contrary feet,)

And make them tame to their obedience? Told of a many thousand warlike French, Forgive the comment that my passion made 'That were embatteled and rank'd in Kent: Upon thy feature; for my rage was blind, Apother lean unwash'd artificer

And foul imaginary eyes of blood Cuts off his tale, and talks of Arthur's death. Presented thee more hideous than thou art. K. John. Why seek'st thou to possess me 0, answer not; but to my closet bring with these fears?

The angry lords, with all expedientt haste: Why urgest thou so oft young Arthur's death: \ I conjure thee but slowly; run more fast

. Thy hand hath murder'd him: I had mighty

(Exeunt. [him. To wish him dead, but thou hadst none to kill

SCENE III.-The same.-Before the Castle. Hub. Had none, my lord! why, did you not

Enter ARTHUR, on the Walls. provoke me? K. John. It is the curse of kings, to be at

Arth. The wall is high; and yet will I leap

down: tended

(rant Good ground, be pitiful, and hurt me not! By slaves, that take their humours for a warTo break within the bloody house of life :

There's few, or pone, do know me; if they did, And, on the winking of authority,

This ship-boy's semblance hath disguis'd me To understand a law; to know the meaning

I am afraid ; and yet I'll venture it. (quite.

If I of dangerous majesty, when, perchance, it i'll find a thousand shifts to get away:

get down, and do not break my limbs, frowns

As good to die, and go, as die, and stay. More upon humour than advis'd respect.*

(Leaps down, Hub. Here is your hand and seal for what I me! my uncle's spirit is in these stones K. John. 0, when the last account 'twixt Heaven take my soul, and England keep my


[Dies. heaven and earth Is to be made, then shall this hand and seal

Enter PEMBROKE, SALISBURY, und Bigot. Witness against us to damnation! How oft the sight of means to do ill deeds, Sal. Lords, I will meet him at Saint Ed. Makes deeds ill done! Hadest not thou been

mund's-Bury; A fellow by the hand of nature mark'd, [by, It is our safety, and we must embrace Quoted,t and sign'd, to do a deed of shame, This gentle offer of the perilous time. This murder had not come into my mind: Pem. Who brought that letter from the car. But, taking note of thy abhorr'd aspect,

dinal? Finding thee fit for bloody, villany,

Sal. The count Melun, a noble lord of Apt, liable, to be employ'd in danger,

France; 1 faintly broke with thee of Arthur's death; Whose private with me,t of the Dauphin's love, And thou to be endeared to a king,

Is much more general than these lines importa Made it no conscience to destroy a prince. Big. To-morrow morning let us meet him Hub. My lord,

then. . Doherate ponsideration. + Observed.

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I say ;



Sai. Or, rather then set forward : for 'twill be Sal. O, he is bold, and blushes not at Two long days' journey, lords, or e'er we meet.


Avaunt, thou hateful villain, get thee gone! Enter the BASTARD.

Hub. I am no villain. Bast. Once more to-day well met, distem- Sal. Must I rob the law ? per'd' lords! straight.

[Drawing his sword. The king, by me, requests your presence

Bast. Your sword is bright, Sir; put it up Sal. The king hath dispossess'd himself of

again. We will not line his thin bestained cloak (us; Sul. Not till I sheath it in a murderer's skin. With our pure honours, nor attend the fooi Hub. Stand back, lord Salisbury, stand back, That leaves the print of blood where-e'er it

(yours: walks:

By heaven, I think, my sword's as sharp as Return, and tell him so; we know the worst. I would not have you, lord, forget yourself, Bast. Whate'er you think, good words, 1 Nor tempt the danger of my true* defence ; think, were best.

Lest I, by markiny of your rage, forget Sal. Our griefs, and not our manners, reason Your worth, your greatness, and nobility.

Big. Out, dunghill! dar’st thou brave a Bast. But there is little reason in your gries;

nobleman? Therefore, 'twere reason, you had manners Hub. Not for my life: but yet I dare defend

My innocent life against an emperor.
Pem. Sir, Sir, impatience hath his privilege. Sul. Thou art a murderer.
Bast. 'Tis true; to hurt his master, no man Hub. Do not prove me so it

[false, else.

Yet, I am none: Whose tongue soe'er speaks Sal. This is the prison : What is he lies here? Not truly speaks; who speaks not truly, lies.

[Seeing ARTHUR. Pem, Cut him to pieces. Pem. O death, made proud with pure and Bust. Keep the peace, I say. princely beauty!

Sal. Stand by, or I shall gall you, FaulconThe earth had not a hole to bide this deed.

bridge. Sal. Murder, as hating what himself hath Bast. Thou wert better gall the devil, SalisDoth lay it open, to urge on revenge. [done,

bury : Big. Or, when he doom'd this beauty to a If thou but frown on me, or stir thy foot, grave,

Or teach thy hasty spleen to do me shame, Found it too precious-princely for a grave. I'll strike thee dead. Put up thy sword be. Sal. Sir Richard, what think you? Have you

time; beheld,

Or I'll so maul you and your toasting-iron, Or have you read, or heard? or could you think? That you shall think the devil is come from hell. Or do you almost think, although you see, Big. What wilt thou do, renowned FaulconThat you do see ? could thought, without this second a villain, and a murderer? [bridge? object,

Hub. Lord Bigot, I am none.
Form such another? This is the very top, Big. Who kili'd this prince?
The height, the crest, or crest unto the crest, Hub. 'Tis not an hour since I left him well:
Of murder's arms: this is the bloodiest shame, I honour'd him, I lov'd him; and will weep
The wildest savag'ry, the vilest stroke, My date of life out, for his sweet life's loss.
That ever wall-ey'd wrath, or staring rage, Sal. Trust not those cunning waters of his
Presented to the tears of soft remorse.t

Pem. All murders past do stand excus'd in For villany is not without such rheum;t
And this, so sole, and so unmatchable, [this: And he, long traded in it, makes it seem
Shall give a holiness, a purity,

Like rivers of remorseộ and innocency:
To the yet-unbegotten sin of time;

Away, with me, all you whose souls abhor And prove a deadly bloodshed but a jest, The uncleanly savours of a slaughter-house, Exampled by this heinous spectacle.

For I am stifled with this smell of sin. Bast. It is a damned and a bloody work; Big. Away, toward Bury, to the Dauphin The graceless action of a heavy hand,

there! If that it be the work of any hand.

Pem. There, tell the king, he may inquire us Sal. If that it be the work of any hand ?


[Exeunt LORDS. We had a kind of light, what would ensue: Bast. Here's a good world !-Knew you of It is the shameful work of Ilubert's hand;

this fair work? The practice, and the purpose, of the king :- Beyond the infinite and boundless reach From whose obedience I forbid my soul, Of mercy, if thou didst this deed of death, Kneeling before this ruin of sweet life, Art thou damn'd, Hubert. And breathing to his breathless excellence Hub. Do but hear me, Sir. The incense of a vow, a boly vow;

Bust. Ha ! I'll tell thee what; Never to taste the pleasures of the world, Thou art damn’d as black-nay, nothing is so Never to be infected with delight,


(cifer: Nor conversant with ease and idleness, Thou art more deep damn'd than prince Lu. Till I have set a glory to this hand,

There is not yet so ugly a fiend of hell By giving it the worship of revenge.

As thou shalt be, if thou didst kill this child. Pem. Big. Our souls religiously confirm thy Hub. Upon my soul,words.

Bast. If thou didst but consent

To this most cruel act, do but despair,

And, if thou want'st a cord, the smallest thread Hub. Lords, I am hot with haste in seeking That ever spider twisted from her womb

Will serve to strangle thee; a rush will be Arthur doth live; the king hath sent for you. A beam to hang thee on; or would'st thot

drown thyself, * Out of humour.

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Enter the BASTARD.
And it shall be as all the ocean,
Enough to stifle such a villain up. —

Bast. All Kent hath yielded ; nothing there

holds out, I do suspect thee very grievously.

But Dover castle : London hath receiv'd, Hul. If I in act, consent, or sin of thought

Like a kind host, the Dauphin and his powers: Be guilty of the stealing that sweet breath Which was embounded in this beauteous clay, To offer service to your enemy';

Your nobles will not hear you, but are gone Let hell want pains enough to torture me! I left him well.

And wild amazement hurries up and down

The little number of your doubtful friends. Bust. Go, bear him in thine arms.I am amaz'd, * methinks; and lose my way

K. John. Would not my lords return to me Among the thorns and dangers of this world. After they heard young Arthur was alive?

again, How easy dost thou take all England up!

Bast. They found him dead, and cast into | From forth this morsel of dead royalty,

the streets; The life, the right, and truth of all this realm Is fled to heaven; and England now is left

An empty casket, where the jewel of life

By some damn'd hand was robb'd and ta'en To tug and scramble, and to part by the teeth

away. The unowedt interest of proud-swelling state.

K. John. That villain Hubert told me, he did Now, for the bare-pick'd bone ot' majesty,

live. Doth'dogged war bristle his angry crest, And snarleth in the gentle eyes of peace :

Bast. So, on my soul, he did, for aught he Now powers from home, and discontents at But wherefore do you droop? why look you


(sad ? home, Meet in one line; and vast confusion waits

Be great in act, as you have been in thought;

Let not the world see fear, and sad distrust, (As doth a raven on a sick-fallen beast,) Govern the motion of a kingly eye: The imminent decay of wrested pomp. Now happy he, whose cloak and cincture can Threaten the threat'ner, and outface the brow

Be stirring as the time; be fire with fire; Hold out this tempest. Bear away that child, of bragging horror: so shall inferior eyes, And follow me with speed; I'll to the king : A thousand businesses are brief in hand,

That borrow their behaviours from the great,

Grow great by your example, and put on And heaven itself doth frown upou the land.

The dauntless spirit of resolution. (Exeunt.

Away; and glister like the god of war,

When he intendeth to become the field :

Show boldness, and aspiring confidence.
SCENE I.-The same.A Room in the Palace. What, shall they seek the lion in his den,

And fright him there? and make him tremble Enter King John, PANDOLPH with the Crown, 0, let it not be said !-Forage, and run (there? and Altendants.

To meet displeasure further from the doors ; K. John. Thus have I yielded up into your

And grapple with him, ere he come so nigh. hand

k. Jolin. The legate of the pope hath been The circle of my glory. Pand. Take again

And I have made a happy peace with him ; (Giring Join the Crown. And he hath promis’d to dismiss the powers* From this my hand, as bolding of the pope,

Led by the Dauphin.

Bust. O inglorious league! Your sovereign greatness and authority. K. John. Now keep your holy word: go Send fair-play orders, and make compromise,

Shall we, upon the footing of our land, meet the French; And from his holiness use all your power

Insinuation, parley, and base truce,

To arms invasive? shall a beardless boy, To stop their marches, 'fore we are intam’d.

A cocker'dt silken wanton brave our fields, Our discontented counties do revolt;

And flesh his spirit in a warlike soil,
Our people quarrel with obedience;
Swearing allegiance, and the love of soul,

Mocking the air with colours idly spread,

And find no check? Let us; my liege, to arms: To stranger blood, to foreign royalty.

Perchance, the cardinal cannot make your This inundation of mistemper'd nuniour

Or if he do, let it at least be said, (peace; Rests by you only to be qualified. Then pause not; for the present time's so sick, | They saw we had a purpose of defence.

K. John. Have thou the ordering of this pre. That present medicine must be minister's, Or overthrow incurable ensues.

sent time. Pand. It was my breath that blew this tem

Bast. Away then, with good courage ; yet I

know, pest up, Upon your stubborn usage of the pope :

Our party may well meet a prouder foe.

[Ereunt. But, since you are a gentle convertite, My tongue shall hushi again this storm of war, SCENE II.1 Plain, near St. Edmund's-Bury. And make fair weather in your blustering land. On this Ascension-day, remember well,

Enter, in arms, LEWIS, SALISBURY, MELUN, Upon your oath of service to the pope,

PEMBROKE, Bigot, und Soldiers. Go I to make the French lay down their arms.

(Exit. Lev. My lord Melun, let this be copied out, K. John. Is this Ascension-day? Did not And keep it safe for our remembrance: the prophet

Return the precedent to these lords again; Say, that, before Ascension day at noon,

That, having our fair order written down, My crown I should give off? Even so I have: Both they, and we, perusing o'er these notes, I did suppose, it should be on constraint; May know wherefore we took the sacrament But, heaven be thank’d, it is but voluntary. And keep our faiths firm and inviolable. Confounded. + Unowned. Girdle. Convert.

* Forces,

+ Fondled.

with me,

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