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FERDINAND: Is she dead?
BOSOLA: She is what you’d have her.
[...]
Fix your eye here.
FERDINAND: Constantly.
BOSOLA: Do you not weep?
Other sins only speak; murder shrieks out.
The element of water moistens the earth,
But blood flies upwards and bedews the heavens.
FERDINAND: Cover her face; mine eyes dazzle: she died young.
JOHN WEBSTER, The Duchess of Malfi, IV, 2.
Guàrdia

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