Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kath. Kath.
Kath. After my death, I wish no other Herald,
Kath. No other speaker of my liuing Actions,
Kath. To keepe mine Honor, from Corruption,
Kath. But such an honest Chronicler as Griffith.
Kath. Whom I most hated Liuing, thou hast made mee
Kath. With thy Religious Truth, and Modestie,
Kath. (Now in his Ashes) Honor: Peace be with him.
Kath. Patience, be neere me still, and set me lower,
Kath. I haue not long to trouble thee. Good Griffith,
Kath. Cause the Musitians play me that sad note
Kath. I nam'd my Knell; whil'st I sit meditating
Kath. x
Kath. On
Kath. The Life of King Henry the Eight.
Kath. On that Cœlestiall Harmony I go too.
Kath. Sad and solemne Musicke.
Grif. Grif.
Grif. She is asleep: Good wench, let's sit down quiet,
Grif. For feare we wake her. Softly, gentle Patience.