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Tosca is escorted into the prison; Cavaradossi reads the document she carries.
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Cavaradossi
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Safe conduct to Floria Tosca and to the man with her!
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You are free!
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Cavaradossi
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Scarpia allowed this?
The first time he's shown mercy.
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Cavaradossi
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Oh sweet hands, so tender and gentle. Hands, dedicated
to goodness and piety, To caress children, to pick roses,
To pray for the unfortunate.
Did Justice entrust
Her sacred purpose to you?
You have dealt death,
Oh victorious hands.
Oh sweet hands, so gentle and pure.
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