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These are Ferdinand’s final lines, spoken after he has stabbed Bosola and his brother, whom he mistook for the devil. First, Ferdinand calls out to his sister; this is fitting given that he has been driven insane by guilt over his role in her death, and also because during her life he was utterly controlling and harbored secret incestuous desires for her.
He then concludes the sentiment that has been building throughout the play, one that he suspected when he first learned that the Duchess disobeyed him. Whether we fall because of our ambition, our blood (which here means both…