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King Richard Monologue from Richard II

From Richard II by William Shakespeare

male · anguished · 26 sec

But now, the blood of twenty thousand men Did triumph in my face, and they are fled; And till so much blood thither come again Have I not reason to look pale and dead? All souls that will be safe, fly from my side, For time hath set a blot upon my pride.

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