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That's well.
TRESHAM. Oh, better far than that!
GUENDOLEN. She's dead!
About my neck.html">neck, and blessed me, and then died:
And look to him! What ails you, Thorold?
GUENDOLEN. White
Both lips, where they're not bitten through, are black:
My neck beside her weight: thanks: I should fall
'Twill pass away soon!--ah,--I had forgotten:
The earth.html">earth would be no longer earth to me,
There are blind ways provided, the fore-done
Drops out by, letting the main masque defile
Just through!
GUENDOLEN. Don't leave him, Austin! Death is close.
TRESHAM. Already Mildred's face is peacefuller,
Put yours in it--you, Guendolen, yours too!
And fame are yours: you hold our 'scutcheon up.
Must wash one blot.html">blot away: the first blot came
All's gules again: no care to the vain world,
Vengeance is God's, not man's. Remember me!
Ah, Thorold, we can but--remember you!
The End
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TRESHAM. He fell just here.
End of Project Gutenberg's A Blot In The 'Scutcheon, by Robert Browning
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