Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Anne. Anne.
Anne. No more, then with my soule I mourne for
Anne. yours.
Dors. Dors.
Dors. Farewell, thou wofull welcommer of glory.
Anne. Adieu, poore soule, that tak'st thy leaue
Anne. of it.
Du. Y. Du. Y.
Du. Y. Go thou to Richmond, & good fortune guide thee,
Du. Y. Go thou to Richard, and good Angels tend thee,
Du. Y. Go thou to Sanctuarie, and good thoughts possesse thee,
Du. Y. I to my Graue, where peace and rest lye with mee.
Du. Y. Eightie odde yeeres of sorrow haue I seene,
Du. Y. And each howres ioy wrackt with a weeke of teene.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Stay, yet looke backe with me vnto the Tower.
Qu. Pitty, you ancient Stones, those tender Babes,
Qu. Whom Enuie hath immur'd within your Walls,
Qu. Rough Cradle for such little prettie ones,