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I spoke, and he avenged his father. True.

Thou stoodest by, to accept the new-shed gore.

I bade him turn for cleansing to my door.

Ha! And revilest us who guide his feet?

Ye be not clean to approach this Mercy Seat.

We be by Law eternal what we be.

And what is that? Reveal thy dignity.

We hunt from home his mother's murderer.

A husband-murdering woman, what of her?

'Twas not one blood in slayer and in slain.