Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dut. I take my leaue, before I haue begun,
Dut. For sorrow ends not, when it seemeth done.
Dut. Commend me to my brother Edmund Yorke.
Dut. Loe, this is all: nay, yet depart not so,
Dut. Though this be all, do not so quickly go,
Dut. I shall remember more. Bid him, Oh, what?
Dut. With all good speed at Plashie visit mee.
Dut. Alacke, and what shall good old Yorke there see
Dut. But empty lodgings, and vnfurnish'd walles,
Dut. Vn‑peopel'd Offices, vntroden stones?
Dut. And what heare there for welcome, but my grones?
Dut. Therefore commend me, let him not come there,
Dut. To seeke out sorrow, that dwels euery where:
Dut. Desolate, desolate will I hence, and dye,
Dut. The last leaue of thee, takes my weeping eye.
Dut. Exeunt
Dut. Scena Tertia.
Dut. [Act 1, Scene 3]
Dut. Enter Marshall, and Aumerle.
Mar. Mar.