Belarius: You were as flowers, now wither'd; even so
These herblets shall, which we upon you strew,
Come on, away; apart upon our knees.
The ground that gave them first has them again;
Their pleasures here are past, so is their pain.
Act IV, Scene ii
These herblets shall, which we upon you strew,
Come on, away; apart upon our knees.
The ground that gave them first has them again;
Their pleasures here are past, so is their pain.
Act IV, Scene ii
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