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Posted by yilaiwl6879
- February 11, 2011, 12:40:53 PMwhat others dare to do. My advice is that you bake the letter in a
venison pastyso that his most serene highness may find it on his plate!
MARSHAL. God preserve me! What presumption! Ponder wellI entreat you. Reflect on the disgrace which you
will bring down upon yourselfmy lady!
LADY MILFORD (turning to the assembled domesticsand addressing them in the deepest emotion). You seem
amazedgood people; and anxiously awaiting the solution of this riddle? Draw nearermy friends ! You have
served me truly and affectionately; have looked into my eyes rather than my purse. My pleasure was your study
my approbation your pride! Woe is methat the remembrance of your fidelity must be the record of my
unworthiness! Unhappy fatethat the darkest season of my life should have been the brightest of yours! (Her eyes
suffused with tears.) We must partmy children. Lady Milford has ceased to existand Joanna of Norfolk is too
poor to repay your love. What little wealth I have my treasurer will share among you. This palace belongs to the
duke. The poorest of you will quit it far richer than his mistress You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login! Farewellmy children! (She extends her hand
which they all in turn kisswith marks of sorrow and affection.) I understand youmy good yilai：
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venison pastyso that his most serene highness may find it on his plate!
MARSHAL. God preserve me! What presumption! Ponder wellI entreat you. Reflect on the disgrace which you
will bring down upon yourselfmy lady!
LADY MILFORD (turning to the assembled domesticsand addressing them in the deepest emotion). You seem
amazedgood people; and anxiously awaiting the solution of this riddle? Draw nearermy friends ! You have
served me truly and affectionately; have looked into my eyes rather than my purse. My pleasure was your study
my approbation your pride! Woe is methat the remembrance of your fidelity must be the record of my
unworthiness! Unhappy fatethat the darkest season of my life should have been the brightest of yours! (Her eyes
suffused with tears.) We must partmy children. Lady Milford has ceased to existand Joanna of Norfolk is too
poor to repay your love. What little wealth I have my treasurer will share among you. This palace belongs to the
duke. The poorest of you will quit it far richer than his mistress You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login! Farewellmy children! (She extends her hand
which they all in turn kisswith marks of sorrow and affection.) I understand youmy good yilai：
You are not allowed to view links. Register or Login
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