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Thou most lying slave,Whom stripes may move, not kindness! I have used thee,Filth as thou art, with human care, and lodged thee. In mine own cell, till thou didst seek to violate. The honour of my child.
This island's mine, by Sycorax my mother,Which thou takest from me. When thou camest first,Thou strokedst me and madest much of me, wouldst give me Water with berries in't,
Abhorred slave, Which any print of goodness wilt not take, Being capable of all ill! I pitied thee, Took pains to make thee speak, taught thee each hour. One thing or other: when thou didst not, savage,
O ho, O ho! would't had been done! Thou didst prevent me
You taught me language; and my profit on'tIs, I know how to curse. The red plague rid you. For learning me your language!
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