Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Grif. As a man sorely tainted, to his Answer,
Grif. He fell sicke sodainly, and grew so ill
Grif. He could not sit his Mule.
Kath. Kath.
Kath. Alas poore man.
Grif. Grif.
Grif. At last, with easie Rodes, he came to Leicester,
Grif. Lodg'd in the Abbey; where the reuerend Abbot
Grif. With all his Couent, honourably receiu'd him;
Grif. To whom he gaue these words. O Father Abbot,
Grif. An old man, broken with the stormes of State,
Grif. Is come to lay his weary bones among ye:
Grif. Giue him a little earth for Charity.
Grif. So went to bed; where eagerly his sicknesse
Grif. Pursu'd him still, and three nights after this,
Grif. About the houre of eight, which he himselfe
Grif. Foretold should be his last, full of Repentance,
Grif. Continuall Meditations, Teares, and Sorrowes,
Grif. He gaue his Honors to the world agen,
Grif. His blessed part to Heauen, and slept in peace.