Italy; / Blood and destruction shall be in use, / And dreadful objects so familiar, / That mothers shall but smile when they behold / Their infants quartered with the hands of war, All pity chocked with custom of feel deeds; / And Caesar's spirit, ranging for revenge, / With Ate by his side come hot from hell, / Shall in these confines with a monarch's voice / Cry "Havoc," and let slip the dogs of war, / That this foul deed shall smell above the earth / With carrion men, groaning for burial" The author has noted that he should be pardoned for having some piece of the earth. This does ruin the noblest person and hence woe to the hand which does shed the most costly form of blood. There is the curse...
