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DUKE VINCENTIO Love you the man that wrong'd you? JULIET Yes, as I love the woman that wrong'd him. DUKE VINCENTIO So then it seems your most offenceful act JULIET Mutually. DUKE VINCENTIO Then was your sin of heavier kind than his. JULIET I do confess it, and repent it, father. DUKE VINCENTIO 'Tis meet so, daughter: but lest you do repent, JULIET I do repent me, as it is an evil, DUKE VINCENTIO There rest. Exit JULIET Must die to-morrow! O injurious love, Provost 'Tis pity of him. Exeunt |
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