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If, after three days' space, thou here be'st found

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The world shall not be ransom for thy life.

Come, Warwick; come, good Warwick; go with

me:

'I have great matters to impart to thee.

[Exeunt K. Henry, Warwick, Lords, &c. 'Q. Mar. Mischance and sorrow go along with you!

'Heart's discontent, and sour affliction,

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Be playfellows to keep you company!

'There's two of you; the devil make a third! And threefold vengeance tend upon your steps! Suf. Cease, gentle queen, these execrations, "And let thy Suffolk take his heavy leave.

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'Q. Mar. Fie, coward woman, and soft-hearted wretch !

'Hast thou not spirit to curse thine enemies? Suf. A plague upon them! wherefore should I curse them?

Would curses kill, as doth the mandrake's groan,

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I would invent as bitter-searching terms,

"As curst, as harsh, and horrible to hear, Deliver'd strongly through my fixed teeth, • With full as many signs of deadly hate, As lean-faced Envy in her loathsome cave: My tongue should stumble in mine earnest words; Mine eyes should sparkle like the beaten flint;

Mischievous.

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My hair be fix'd on end, as one distract;

Ay, every joint should seem to curse and ban:
And even now my burden'd heart would break,
Should I not curse them. Poison be their drink!
Gall, worse than gall, the daintiest that they taste!
Their sweetest shade, a grove of cypress trees!
Their chiefest prospect, murdering basilisks!
Their softest touch, as smart as lizards' stings!
Their music, frightful as the serpent's hiss,
And boding screech-owls make the concert full!
All the foul terrors in dark-seated hell-

Q. Mar. Enough, sweet Suffolk; thou torment'st thyself;

"And these dread curses, like the sun 'gainst glass, "Or like an overcharged gun,-recoil,

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And turn the force of them upon thyself.

Suf. You bade me ban, and will you bid me leave?

Now, by the ground that I am banish'd from,
Well could I curse away a winter's night;
Though standing naked on a mountain top,
Where biting cold would never let grass grow,
And think it but a minute spent in sport.

Q. Mar. O, let me entreat thee, cease! Give
me thy hand,

“That I may dew it with my mournful tears;
"Nor let the rain of heaven wet this place,
"To wash away my woful monuments.
'O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand;

[kisses his hand. "That thou mightst think upon these by the seal,

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• Through whom a thousand sighs are breathed for

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thee!

So, get thee gone, that I may know my grief;

"Tis but surmised whilst thou art standing by,

As one that surfeits thinking on a want.

'I will repeal thee, or, be well assured, 'Adventure to be banished myself:

"And banished I am, if but from thee.

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Go, speak not to me; even now be gone.—

O, go not yet!-Even thus two friends condemn'd Embrace, and kiss, and take ten thousand leaves, "Loather a hundred times to part than die. "Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee!

Suf. Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished, Once by the king, and three times thrice by thee. ""Tis not the land I care for, wert thou hence; "A wilderness is populous enough,

"So Suffolk had thy heavenly company :

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For where thou art, there is the world itself, "With every several pleasure in the world; "And where thou art not, desolation. "I can no more.-Live thou to joy thy life; Myself no joy in naught, but that thou livest.

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Enter VAUX.

'Q. Mar. Whither goes Vaux so fast? what news, I pr’ythee ?

Vaux. To signify unto his majesty,

That cardinal Beaufort is at point of death:
For suddenly a grievous sickness took him,

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