Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. King.
King. Peace to his soule, if Gods good pleasure be.
King. Lord Card'nall, if thou think'st on heauens blisse,
King. Hold vp thy hand, make signall of thy hope.
King. He dies and makes no signe: Oh God forgiue him.
War. War.
War. So bad a death, argues a monstrous life.
King. Forbeare to iudge, for we are sinners all.
King. Close vp his eyes, and draw the Curtaine close,
King. And let vs all to Meditation.
King. Exeunt.
King. [Act 4, Scene 1]
King. Alarum. Fight at Sea. Ordnance goes off.
King. Enter Lieutenant, Suffolke, and others.
Lieu. Lieu.
Lieu. The gaudy blabbing and remorsefull day,
Lieu. Is crept into the bosome of the Sea:
Lieu. And now loud houling Wolues arouse the Iades
Lieu. That dragge the Tragicke melancholy night: