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Henry VI part two

Act III, Scene 3

A bedchamber.
 
[Enter the KING, SALISBURY, WARWICK, to the CARDINAL in bed]
 
KING HENRY VI
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      How fares | my lord?| Speak Beau/fort to thy | sovereign.
 
CARDINAL
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      If thou beest death,| I'll give | thee Eng|land's trea||sure
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      Enough | to pur|chase such | ano|ther is||land
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      So thou | wilt let | me live,| and feel | no pain.
 
KING HENRY VI
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      Ah, what | a sign | it is | of e|vil life,
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      Where death's | approach | is seen | so ter|rible.
 
WARWICK
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      Beaufort,| it is | thy so|vereign speaks | to thee.
 
CARDINAL
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      Bring me | unto | my tri|al when | you will.
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      Died he | not in | his bed?| Where should | he die?
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      Can I make | men live, whe|ther they will | or no?
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      Oh tor|ture me | no more,| I will | confess.
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      Alive | again?| Then show | me where | he is,
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      I'll give | a thou|sand pound | to look | upon || him.
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      He | hath no | eyes, the | dust hath | blinded them.
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      Comb down his hair;| look, look, it stands | upright,
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      Like^lime-|twigs set to catch | my wing|ed soul:
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      Give me some | drink, and | bid the a|pothe|cary
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      Bring the | strong poi/son that | I bought | of him.
 
KING HENRY VI
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      O thou | eter|nal Mo|ver of | the heavens,
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      Look with | a gen|tle eye | upon | this wretch,
           ,      ,         ,     ,          ,
      Oh beat | away | the bu|sy med|dling fiend,
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      That lays | strong siege un|to this wret|ch's soul,
            ,         ,       ,            ,          ,
      And from | his bo|som purge | this black | despair.
 
WARWICK
       ,              ,          ,          ,          ,
      See how | the pangs | of death | do make | him grin.
 
SALISBURY
          ,          ,                ,    ,      ,
      Disturb | him not,| let him / pass peace|ably.
 
KING HENRY VI
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      Peace to | his soul,| if God's | good* plea|sure be.
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      Lord car/dinal, if | thou thinkst | on hea|ven's bliss,
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      Hold^up | thy hand,| make sig|nal of | thy hope.
           ,          ,          ,        ,         ,        2->
      He dies | and makes | no sign:| Oh God | forgive || him.
 
WARWICK
          ,        ,      ,          ,           ,
      So bad | a death | argues | a mon|strous life.
 
KING HENRY VI
           ,         ,          ,        ,        ,
      Forbear | to judge,| for we | are sin|ners all.
             ,         ,          ,         ,         ,
      Close^up | his eyes | and draw | the cur|tain close,
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      And let | us all | to me|dita|tion.
 
[Exeunt]

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