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But 'twas thy heavenly face that set me on.
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Take up the sword again, or take up me.
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LADY ANNE:
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Arise, dissembler: though I wish thy death,
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I will not be the executioner.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Then bid me kill myself, and I will do it.
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LADY ANNE:
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I have already.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Tush, that was in thy rage:
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Speak it again, and, even with the word,
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That hand, which, for thy love, did kill thy love,
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Shall, for thy love, kill a far truer love;
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To both their deaths thou shalt be accessary.
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LADY ANNE:
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I would I knew thy heart.
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GLOUCESTER:
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'Tis figured in my tongue.
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LADY ANNE:
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I fear me both are false.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Then never man was true.
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LADY ANNE:
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Well, well, put up your sword.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Say, then, my peace is made.
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LADY ANNE:
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That shall you know hereafter.
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GLOUCESTER:
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But shall I live in hope?
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LADY ANNE:
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All men, I hope, live so.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Vouchsafe to wear this ring.
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LADY ANNE:
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To take is not to give.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Look, how this ring encompasseth finger.
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Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart;
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Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.
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And if thy poor devoted suppliant may
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But beg one favour at thy gracious hand,
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Thou dost confirm his happiness for ever.
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LADY ANNE:
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What is it?
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GLOUCESTER:
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That it would please thee leave these sad designs
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To him that hath more cause to be a mourner,
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And presently repair to Crosby Place;
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Where, after I have solemnly interr'd
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At Chertsey monastery this noble king,
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And wet his grave with my repentant tears,
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I will with all expedient duty see you:
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For divers unknown reasons. I beseech you,
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Grant me this boon.
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LADY ANNE:
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With all my heart; and much it joys me too,
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To see you are become so penitent.
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Tressel and Berkeley, go along with me.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Bid me farewell.
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LADY ANNE:
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'Tis more than you deserve;
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But since you teach me how to flatter you,
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Imagine I have said farewell already.
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GLOUCESTER:
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Sirs, take up the corse.
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GENTLEMEN:
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Towards Chertsey, noble lord?
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GLOUCESTER:
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No, to White-Friars; there attend my coining.
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Was ever woman in this humour woo'd?
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Was ever woman in this humour won?
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I'll have her; but I will not keep her long.
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What! I, that kill'd her husband and his father,
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