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- $Unique_ID{SSP02311}
- $Title{King Henry VI, Part II: Act III, Scene III}
- $Author{Shakespeare, William}
- $Subject{}
- $Log{Dramatis Personae*02300.txt}
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- The Complete Works of William Shakespeare
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- KING HENRY VI, PART II
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- ACT III
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- SCENE III: A bedchamber.
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- {Enter the KING, SALISBURY, WARWICK, to the
- CARDINAL in bed.}
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- KING HENRY VI: How fares my lord? speak, Beaufort, to
- thy sovereign.
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- CARDINAL: If thou be'st death, I'll give thee England's
- treasure,
- Enough to purchase such another island,
- So thou wilt let me live, and feel no pain.
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- KING HENRY VI: Ah, what a sign it is of evil life,
- Where death's approach is seen so terrible!
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- WARWICK: Beaufort, it is thy sovereign speaks to thee.
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- CARDINAL: Bring me unto my trial when you will.
- Died he not in his bed? where should he die?
- Can I make men live, whether they will or no? 10
- O, torture me no more! I will confess.
- Alive again? then show me where he is:
- I'll give a thousand pound to look upon him.
- He hath no eyes, the dust hath blinded them.
- Comb down his hair; look, look! it stands upright,
- Like lime-twigs set to catch my winged soul.
- Give me some drink; and bid the apothecary
- Bring the strong poison that I bought of him.
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- KING HENRY VI: O thou eternal Mover of the heavens.
- Look with a gentle eye upon this wretch! 20
- O, beat away the busy meddling fiend
- That lays strong siege unto this wretch's soul.
- And from his bosom purge this black despair!
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- WARWICK: See, how the pangs of death do make him grin!
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- SALISBURY: Disturb him not; let him pass peaceably.
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- KING HENRY VI: Peace to his soul, if God's good pleasure be!
- Lord cardinal, if thou think'st on heaven's bliss,
- Hold up thy hand, make signal of thy hope.
- He dies, and makes no sign. O God, forgive him!
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- WARWICK: So bad a death argues a monstrous life. 30
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- KING HENRY VI: Forbear to judge, for we are sinners all.
- Close up his eyes and draw the curtain close;
- And let us all to meditation.
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- [Exeunt.]
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