Rather than hoped in any form of man,
To find one drop of human gentleness.
Aust. Most honour'd lady!—
Countess. Pray you, come not near me.
I am contagion all! some wicked sin,
Prodigious, unrepented sin, has stain'd me.
Father, 'twould blast thee but to hear the crimes,
This woman, who was once the wife of Raymond,
This curs'd forsaken woman here, has acted.