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O, then I see that madmen have no ears
How should they when wise men have no eyes?
Let me dispute with thee of thy estate
Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel.
Wert thou as young as I, Juliet thy love,
An hour but married, Tybalt murderèd,
Doting like me, and like me banishèd,
Then mightst thou speak, then mightst thou tear thy hair
And fall upon the ground as I do now
「Romeo throws himself down」