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The Queen, my lord, is dead.
She would have died sometime.
And all the words of care
Were frail wind upon the air.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day.
And all our yesterdays
Have lighted fools the way to doom.
O, brief canton, life is but a walking shadow,
A poor player who struts and frets his hour upon the stage,
And then it's heard no more.
It is a tale told by an idiot,
Full of sound and fury signifying
My lady love, who burned for me the path that I have trod,
Wherever thee may be, in heaven or in hell below,
I shall be joined when all the cares of this my world be done.
My Lord?
Hmm.
A pale distraction from the pain, but better this than nothing gained.
Oh.
Ah.
Oh.
Bad boy, my lord.
Bad boy, my lord.
'Tis pale distraction from the pain.
But better this than nothing gained.
On your knees, my dear.
Oh, yeah.
Oh, you bad lot.
Oh, yeah.
Oh yeah.
Yes!
Naughty boy.
Yeah, you bad boy.
My lord.
Naughty boy, my lord.
Oh, yeah, naughty boy.
Come on.
Oh, my God.
I'm going to need more of something.
Such beauty.
to the fire.
Die.
Oh yeah.
Going in hotly hot.
Oh you bloody lads, you're playing now.
Play.
Trips out.
Oh leave that in the way.
Play.
Up, up, up.
Sweet and juicy.
I like it all.
They belong to me.
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