...all of them at Bristol lost their heads. Aum. Where is the duke my father with his power? K. Rich. No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk...Let's choose executors, and talk of wills; And yet not so,—for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground? Our lands, our lives, and all...

...so ill. Where is the Earl of Wiltshire? where is Bagot? What is become of Busby ? where is Green ? —No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's...and epitaphs, Make dust our paper, and with rainy eves Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. ! Let's chuse executors, and talk of wills ; And yet not...

...talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphi; Make dnst our, paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on die bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and talk...to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbrohe'si And nothing can we call our own, but death; And that small model of the barren earth,...

...ill. Where is the Earl of Wiltshire ? where is he got ? What is become of Bushy ? Where is Green ? —No matter where; of comfort no man speak. Let's...eyes Write sorrow on the bosom, of the earth ! Let's chuse executors, and talk of wills ; And yet not so for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies...

...Where is the duke my father with his power? K. Rich. No matter where; of comfort no man speak* Let 's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Make dust...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let 's choose executors, and talk of wills ; And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our...

...sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's chuse executors, andfciik of wills: • And yet not ?o, — for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke'?, And nothing can we call our own but death ; And that small model1 of the barren earth,...

...ill. Where is the Earl of Wiltshire ? where is Bagot ? What is become of Bushby ? Where is Green ? — No matter where ; of comfort no man speak. Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs, Make dusk our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth ! Let's chuse executors,...

...think of comfort. King Henry. No, my son is murder'd, My Queen a captive — No, talk not of comfort* Let's talk of graves, of worms and epitaphs. — Make...eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's chuse executors, and talk of wills ! And yet not so — for what can I bequeath, Save my deposed body...

...Rich. No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs; Hake dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on...to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingt-roke's, And nothing can we call our own. but death; And that small model of the barren earth,...

...all of them at Bristol lost their heads., Awn. Where is the duke my father with his power ? K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no ma.n speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust QUT paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let's choose executors, and...