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Gone abroad my Lord: I but I fear heel presently return, Are you now going my most honoured Lord? No is your presence nothing, I shall want that, and wanting that, want all For that is all to me. What is your pleasure sir? I will sir. Oh signior Angelo, No comfort but his presence can remove, This sadness from my heart. You talk iedly, If this be your best comfort keep it still, My senses cannot feed on such Sour cates. Nay leave good signior. Gods pity signior Angelo, I here my father, away for Gods sake. Pray God he meet him not. Whose there? father. At leisure? what to do? Here I am What means my father, I wonder what strange humour. Oh Angelo. Oh Angelo, each minute is a day till my Ferneze come, come weel away sir. Away? forbear? ungentle Angelo, Touch not my body, with those impious hands, That Like hight Irons sear my trembling heart, And it hiss, at your disloyalty. Uva your drift? to use Fernezes name? Was he your fittest stale, o wild dishonour! To marry me? o heaven, can it be? That men should live with such unfeeling souls, Without or touch or conscience of religion, Or that their warping appetites should spoil Those honoured forms, that the true seal of friendship Had set upon their faces. Il'e have you gone, and leave me, if you would. Upon my knees, you heavenly powers, I thank you, That thus have tamed his wild affections. What again returned unto this violent passion. Pray forbear, o that my Lord Ferneze were but here. My deer Lord, My Lord believe him. Most deer Lord, adieu, Heaven and honour crown your deeds, and you,