“My generosity finally cedes to her hatred.”

— Pierre Corneille , Nicomède

Ma générosité cède enfin à sa haine.
Nicomède, act III, scene iv.
Nicomède (1651)

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Ma générosité cède enfin à sa haine.

Nicomède (1651)

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