...naked, trembling at themselves ? So when this thief, this traitor, Bolingbroke, &c. » » # * Aumerle. Where is the Duke my father with his power ? K, Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs, Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow...

...Green, and the earl of Wiltshire, dead? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power? K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow...

...Green, and the earl of Wiltshire, dead ? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power? K. Rich. No matter where; of comfort no man speak. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow...

...Green, and the earl of Wiltshire, dead? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power? K. Rich. No matter where; of comfort no man Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow...

...of them at Bristol lost their heads. Лит. Where is the duke my father with his power Î K. Ricli. No matter where. Of comfort no man speak ; Let 's...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let 'a chooso executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed...

...at themselves' VANITY OF POWER AND MISERY OF KINGS. No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills: And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed...

...Green, and the earl of Wiltshire, dead ? Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power ? K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow...

...pace from day to day, And all our yesterdays but lighted fools, Again, " Let's talk of graves, and worms, and epitaphs, Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the Earth — Let's choose executors and talk of wills." I almost forget that my mind is in any contact with...

...; But, ah, I will not. Fant'tB of KiuglB $ot»fr. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so, for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed...

...Where is the duke my father with his power? A". Eich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs, Make dust...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so,— for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed...