Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Anne. Which issued from my other Angell Husband,
Anne. And that deare Saint, which then I weeping follow'd:
Anne. O, when I say I look'd on Richards Face,
Anne. This was my Wish: Be thou (quoth I) accurst,
Anne. For making me, so young, so old a Widow:
Anne. And when thou wed'st, let sorrow haunt thy Bed;
Anne. And be thy Wife, if any be so mad,
Anne. More miserable, by the Life of thee,
Anne. Then thou hast made me, by my deare Lords death.
Anne. Loe, ere I can repeat this Curse againe,
Anne. Within so small a time, my Womans heart
Anne. Grossely grew captiue to his honey words,
Anne. And prou'd the subiect of mine owne Soules Curse,
Anne. Which hitherto hath held mine eyes from rest:
Anne. For neuer yet one howre in his Bed
Anne. Did I enioy the golden deaw of sleepe,
Anne. But with his timorous Dreames was still awak'd.
Anne. Besides, he hates me for my Father Warwicke,
Anne. And will (no doubt) shortly be rid of me.
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