He: "Ahggh, thou wretch... thou hast reached into mine bones and tore mine heart from its natural sinews... I curse thee! "
She: "I have done thee no wrong! Thine heart was dead long before mine hand was laid upon it - this I know by thine kissing of another lady this morn! Thou hadst no heart for me to take, as thou hadst already thrown it away for some wench by the pub. Quit thou thine whinesome noises." https://themanyfeatheredfinch.weebly.com/
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