Vile and ingrate! too late thou shalt repent
The base Injustice thou hast done my Love:
Yes, thou shalt know, spite of thy past Distress,
And all those Ills which thou so long hast mourn'd;
Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned.
Nor hell a fury like a woman scorned.
William Congreve, The Mourning Bride (Zara in Act III)
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