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WHY JESUS WEPT. 
ANGELA. 
 
I have seen all.  Pity me !  Your flattery is a sword in my 
heart ! 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
Seen ? 
 
ANGELA. 
 
Your love — you call it so ! 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
Have you, then — 
 
ANGELA. 
 
I saw all.  Ah me !  Poor Angela ! 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
Angela is your name ? 
 
ANGELA. 
 
My name. 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
A lovely name.  No doubt your disposition runs parallel. 
 
ANGELA. 
 
Meets never ?  You are no courtier, sir ! 
 
SIR PERCY. 
 
Do not say ‘ sir ! ’ 
 
ANGELA. 
 
What shall I say !  Oh leave me !  I am ashamed.