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| He frees the noose and lays the wretched woman down, thenOh hideous squeal!rips from off her dress the golden brooches she was wearing, holds them up and rams the pins right through his eyes. | |
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| Wicked, wicked eyes! | |
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| You shall not see me nor my crime, not see my present shame. Go dark for all time blind to what you never should have seen, and blind to the love this heart has cried to see. | |
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