I am the daughter of whores;
But greater men than you
Have kept better faith with us
You may not fear me, love
But you should fear blood
I am the kingmaker's daughter
What good is goodness here?
Man is a wolf to man;
Much less the lamb
Fair is foul and foul is fair;
When the hurlyburly's done
I'll do, I'll do, and I'll do
I have no breath for the wretched
'Tis too late for pity
I am Fury;
Fear me.
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