Portia:
Within the bond of marriage, tell me, Brutus, is it excepted I should know no secrets that appertain to you? Am I yourself but, as it were, in sort or Iimitation, to keep with you at meals, comfort your bed, and talk to you sometimes. Dwell I but in the suburbs of your good pleasure? If it be no more, Portia is Brutus' harlot, not his wife!
Brutus:
You are my true and honorable wife, as dear to me as are the ruddy drops that visit my sad heart.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 08:45