28872618Qu. O thou wel skild in curses, staie a while,

28882619And teach me how to curse mine enemies.

28892620Qu.Mar. Forbeare to sleepe the nights, and fast the daies,

28902621Compare dead happinesse with liuing woe,

28912622Thinke that thy babes were fairer then they were,

28922623And he that slew them fouler then he is,

28932624Bettring thy losse makes the bad causer worse,

28942625Reuoluing this, wil teach thee how to curse.

28952626Qu. My words are dul, O quicken them with thine.

28962627Q.Mar. Thy woes wil make them sharp, & pierce like mine.

28982628Du. Why should calamitie be ful of words? Exit Mar.

28992629Qu. Windie atturnies to your Client woes

29002630Aerie succeeders of intestate ioies,

29012631Poore breathing Orators of miseries,

29022632Let them haue scope, though what they do impart,

29032633Helpe not at al, yet do they ease the hart.

29042634Duch. If so, then be not toong-tide, go with me,

29052635And in the breath of bitter words lets smother

29062636My damned sonne, which thy two sweet sons smotherd,

29072637I heare his drum, be copious in exclaimes.

29092640King Who intercepts my expedition?

29102641Duch. A she, that might haue intercepted thee

29112642By strangling thee in her accursed wombe,

29122643From al the slaughters wretch, that thou hast done.

29132644Qu. Hidst thou that forehead with a golden crowne

29142645Where should be grauen, if that right were right,

29152646The slaughter of the Prince that owed that Crowne,

29162647And the dire death of my two sonnes, and brothers:

29172648Tel me thou villaine slaue, where are my children?

29182649Duch. Thou tode, thou tode, where is thy brother Clarence?

29202650And little Ned Plantagenet, his sonne?

29212651Qu. Where is kind Hastings, Riuers, Vaughan, Gray?

29232652King A flourish trumpets, strike alarum drummes,

29242653Let not the heauens heare these tel-tale women

29252654Raile on the Lords annointed. Strike I saie. The trumpets

29272655Either be patient, and intreat me faire,