Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Suf. And then it liu'd in sweete Elizium.
Suf. To dye by thee, were but to dye in iest,
Suf. From thee to dye, were torture more then death:
Suf. Oh let me stay, befall what may befall.
Queen. Queen.
Queen. Away: Though parting be a fretfull corosiue,
Queen. It is applyed to a deathfull wound.
Queen. To France sweet Suffolke: Let me heare from thee:
Queen. For wheresoere thou art in this worlds Globe,
Queen. Ile haue an Iris that shall finde thee out.
Suf. Suf.
Suf. I go.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. And take my heart with thee.
Suf. A Iewell lockt into the wofulst Caske,
Suf. That euer did containe a thing of worth,
Suf. Euen as a splitted Barke, so sunder we:
Suf. This way fall I to death.