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Click on the verses to see them in context. Shakespeare's plays are available from the Gutenberg Projet.

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The sin of my ingratitude even now

 For it must seem their guilt. Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame, O, yet I do repent me of my fury, Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame. As blameful as the executioner? Alas, I blame you not; for you are mortal, I can no more:--the king, the king's to blame. As in their birth,--wherein they are not guilty, 
That ever yet this land was guilty of.
 Like damned guilty deeds to sinners' minds: Remorseless, treacherous, lecherous, kindless villain! 
I can no more:--the king, the king's to blame.
 That, his apparent open guilt omitted,-- Give me my sin again. The urging of that word judgment hath bred a kind of remorse in Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame, Then have my lips the sin that they have took. The youth you breathe of guilty, be assur'd Then bring me to their sights; I'll bear thy blame, So far in blood that sin will pluck on sin: His spongy officers; who shall bear the guilt And wet his grave with my repentant tears,-- Would I be guilty of so deep a sin.