And by my ruines thinkes to make them great:
To make one great by others losse, is bad excheat.[°]
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Yet shall they not escape so freely all;
For some shall pay the price of others guilt:
And he the man that made Sansfoy to fall,
Shall with his owne bloud[°] price that he has spilt.
But what art thou, that telst of Nephews kilt?
I that do seeme not I, Duessa am,