helpmegraduate40
helpmegraduate40
11.02.2020 • 
English

Oh, my offence is rank. It smells to heaven./ It hath the primal eldest curse upon ’t,/ A brother’s murder. Pray can I not./ Though inclination be as sharp as will,/ My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent,/ And, like a man to double business bound,/ I stand in pause where I shall first begin,/ And both neglect.

Solved
Show answers

Ask an AI advisor a question