Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Rich.
Rich. We make Woe wanton with this fond delay:
Rich. Once more adieu; the rest, let Sorrow say.
Rich. Exeunt.
Rich. Scœna Secunda.
Rich. [Act 5, Scene 2]
Rich. Enter Yorke, and his Duchesse.
Duch. Duch.
Duch. My Lord, you told me you would tell the rest,
Duch. When weeping made you breake the story off,
Duch. Of our two Cousins comming into London.
Yorke. Yorke.
Yorke. Where did I leaue?
Duch. At that sad stoppe, my Lord,
Duch. Where rude mis‑gouern'd hands, from Windowes tops,
Duch. Threw dust and rubbish on King Richards head.
Duch. d3
Duch. Yorke. Then
Duch. The Life and Death of Richard the Second.