Ay! so it is, Nothing but chaff. Duke Duke And very good food too, I give it to my horses. Duchess [restraining herself] Duchess They say the water, Set in the public cisterns for their use, [Has, through the breaking of the aqueduct,] To stagnant pools and muddy puddles turned. Duke Duke They should drink wine; water is quite unwholesome. Second Citizen Second Citizen Alack, your Grace, the taxes which the customs Take at the city gate are grown so high We cannot buy wine. Duke Duke Then you should bless the taxes Which make you temperate. Duchess Duchess Think, while we sit In gorgeous pomp and state, gaunt poverty Creeps through their sunless lanes, and with sharp knives Cuts the warm throats of children stealthily And no word said.
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