Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kath. Stand these poore peoples Friend, and vrge the King
Kath. To do me this last right.
Cap. Cap.
Cap. By Heauen I will,
Cap. Or let me loose the fashion of a man.
Kath. Kath.
Kath. I thanke you honest Lord. Remember me
Kath. In all humilitie vnto his Highnesse:
Kath. Say his long trouble now is passing
Kath. Out of this world. Tell him in death I blest him
Kath. (For so I will) mine eyes grow dimme. Farewell
Kath. My Lord. Griffith farewell. Nay Patience,
Kath. Vou must not leaue me yet. I must to bed,
Kath. Call in more women. When I am dead, good Wench,
Kath. Let me be vs'd with Honor; strew me ouer
Kath. With Maiden Flowers, that all the world may know
Kath. I was a chaste Wife, to my Graue: Embalme me,
Kath. Then lay me forth (although vnqueen'd) yet like
Kath. A Queene, and Daughter to a King enterre me.
Kath. I can no more.