Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. Who gently would dissolue the bands of life,
Qu. Which false hopes linger in extremity.
Qu. Enter Yorke
Gre. Gre.
Gre. Heere comes the Duke of Yorke.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. With signes of warre about his aged necke,
Qu. Oh full of carefull businesse are his lookes:
Qu. Vncle, for heauens sake speake comfortable words:
Yor. Yor.
Yor. Comfort's in heauen, and we are on the earth,
Yor. Where nothing liues but crosses, care and greefe:
Yor. Your husband he is gone to saue farre off,
Yor. Whilst others come to make him loose at home:
Yor. Heere am I left to vnder‑prop his Land,
Yor. Who weake with age, cannot support my selfe:
Yor. Now comes the sicke houre that his surfet made,
Yor. Now shall he try his friends that flattered him.
Yor. Enter a seruant.
Ser. Ser.