Histoire de la Littérature Anglaise (Volume 2 de 5)

by Hippolyte Taine

BOSOLA.

Now, by my life, I pity you.

DUCHESS.

Thou art a fool then
To wast thy pity upon a thing so wretched
As cannot pity itself. I am full of daggers.

(Ibid., acte V, sc. i.)

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CARIOLA.

What think you of, madam?

DUCHESS.

Of nothing:
When I muse thus, I sleep.