I feared him, the man you sent for me!
Why was I to be, your latest mystery?
I smiled, I laughed, I thought myself a good wife of thee
What dishonour did I cast, since death came upon me?
Your jealousy and rage lead to my end
Who made you the boss of all women?
Now, my name is but a whisper
Spoken by any justified listener
Sounds like the Duchess' epitaph - the lines written on her tomb-stone... Good!
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