The Cask of Amontillado

Palace. ALESSANDR

hou art sad,

ione Sa

ppiest, happie

, thou knowest,

e mine. Oh, I

s thou hast a sing

hat ails thee,

thou sigh

ione Di

cious of it. I

ost silly f

happy. Did I

t. Thou art not well

te, and I am v

d wine, Casti

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n deep

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it! I would

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sandra's

ne I will

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ra Heard

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t thou

not

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off my shoulder

st oppressive!

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've news for thee!-h

ing Ale

iss her, Castig

ake it up, I s

you both. Poli

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arts, and arm

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ve heard much o

le and gidd

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hey say, of

use he has no

s few are

a 'Tis ve

n men have

s company. Th

o entered ma

up of pleasure

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