Over thy wounds now do I prophesy 285 (Which like dumb mouths do ope their ruby lips 286 To beg the voice and utterance of my tongue) 287 A curse shall light upon the limbs of men; 288 Domestic fury and fierce civil strife 289 Shall cumber all the parts of Italy; 290 Blood and destruction shall be so in use 291 And dreadful objects so familiar 292 That mothers shall but smile when they behold 293 Their infants quartered with the hands of war, 294 All pity choked with custom of fell deeds; 295 And Caesar’s spirit, ranging for revenge, 296 With Ate by his side come hot from hell, 297 Shall in
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