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Tears? Death to both!

Take care! His guards are faithful. Can you trust

A hand to do the deed?

I trust my own.

Women turn pale at blood. Your heart may fail you

When the time comes to strike.

Daggers for men!

I know a surer weapon.

Poison?

Hush!

The Borgia's physician gave it me!

It may be trusted!

My she leopard's loosed! [Exit, L.

Past doubt, a woman's tongue! And now my husband's

How well I know the soft, smooth, pleading voice,—

The voice that drew my young heart to my lips

When, at my father's court, I plighted troth