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To make them hear false sounds? I've seen; I've heard: I am deluded by no gossip's tale.— O would I were! I loved—I worshipp'd her; She was the thing that stirr'd within my soul, Which had no other life. Despise me not; For tears will force their way.—She was to me When I have power to speak, I'll tell thee all.

Yes; pause a while, my friend. Thou art too vehement.

Have they overheard me? Has it come to this, That such as they should know my misery. I will match wiles with wiles, and borrow of her That damn'd hypocrisy. Come thou with me, And give me counsel: thou thyself wilt own It is no weak conceit disturbs me thus. But stop, and stand aside. (Stops on seeing Nurse pass by a low window on the outside.)

What wouldst thou now?

Here comes the beldame Nurse of whom I spoke; Returning from her mission, as I guess. Stand thou aside whilst I engage with her, And, with her own deceits, deceive the witch. Do thou observe her visage as I speak.