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  • Title: Henry VI, Part 3 (Octavo 1, 1595)

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    Author: William Shakespeare
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    Henry VI, Part 3 (Octavo 1, 1595)

    Queen. Good Clarence doe, sweet Clarence kill me too.
    Cla. Didst thou not heare me sweare I would not do it?
    3055Queen. I, but thou vsest to forsweare thy selfe,
    Twas sinne before, but now tis charitie.
    Whears the Diuels butcher, hardfauored Richard,
    Richard where art thou? He is not heere,
    Murder is his almes deed, petitioners
    3060For bloud he nere put backe.
    Edw. Awaie I saie, and take her hence perforce.
    Queen. So come to you and yours, as to this prince. Ex.
    Edw. Clarence, whithers Gloster gone?
    3065Cla Marrie my Lord to London, and as I gesse, to
    Make a bloudie supper in the Tower.
    Edw. He is sudden if a thing come in his head.
    Well, discharge the common souldiers with paie
    And thankes, and now let vs towards London,
    3070To see our gentle Queene how shee doth fare,
    For by this I hope shee hath a sonne for vs.
    Exeunt Omnes.
    Enter Gloster to king Henry in the Tower.
    Glo. Good day my Lord. What at your booke so hard?
    Hen. I my good Lord. Lord I should saie rather,
    Tis sinne to flatter, good was little better,
    Good Gloster, and good Diuell, were all alike,
    What scene of Death hath Rosius now to act?
    3085Glo. Suspition alwaies haunts a guiltie mind.
    Hen. The birde once limde doth feare the fatall bush,
    And I the haplesse maile to one poore birde,
    3090Haue now the fatall obiect in mine eie,
    Where my poore young was limde, was caught & kild.
    Glo. Why, what a foole was that of Creete?