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When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death,

‘Thou hadst already stolen half my son’s love. Now thou stealest the hearts of my knights also, so that they rob me wholly of my son at the last. But in this at least thou shalt not defy my will: to rule my own end.’

Thou hadst nought to fear from his piercing Talons;

Hadst on thy fethers justly late a coly colour spred.

JULIET: Thou hadst four actually.