Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mar. For one being sued too, one that humbly sues:
Mar. For Queene, a very Caytiffe, crown'd with care:
Mar. For she that scorn'd at me, now scorn'd of me:
Mar. For she being feared of all, now fearing one:
Mar. For she commanding all, obey'd of none.
Mar. Thus hath the course of Iustice whirl'd about,
Mar. And left thee but a very prey to time,
Mar. Hauing no more but Thought of what thou wast.
Mar. To torture thee the more, being what thou art,
Mar. Thou didst vsurpe my place, and dost thou not
Mar. Vsurpe the iust proportion of my Sorrow?
Mar. Now thy proud Necke, beares halfe my burthen'd yoke,
Mar. From which, euen heere I slip my wearied head,
Mar. And leaue the burthen of it all, on thee.
Mar. Farwell Yorkes wife, and Queene of sad mischance,
Mar. These English woes, shall make me smile in France.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. O thou well skill'd in Curses, stay a‑while,
Qu. And teach me how to curse mine enemies.
Mar. Mar.