I hired some by force to doe the deede.
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When this likewise had not successe aright,
My selfe, to slay my brother, I addrest:
I rusht into his chamber euen or night,
While of my force I thinke he feared lest:
There with my sworde I strake him through the brest.
Eke while our mother’s lap his wonndes embrewe,
Her Geta deare betweene her armes I slewe.
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