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Edward Capell [1767], Mr William Shakespeare his comedies, histories, and tragedies, set out by himself in quarto, or by the Players his Fellows in folio, and now faithfully republish'd from those Editions in ten Volumes octavo; with an introduction: Whereunto will be added, in some other Volumes, notes, critical and explanatory, and a Body of Various Readings entire (Printed by Dryden Leach, for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S10601].
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SCENE I. Salisbury. An open Place. Enter Buckingham, to Execution; Sheriff, note and Guard, with him.

Buc.
Will not king Richard let me speak with him?

She.
No, my good note lord; therefore be patient.

Buc.
Hastings, and Edward's children, Rivers, Grey note,
Holy king Henry, and thy fair son Edward,
Vaughan, and all that have miscarried
By underhand corrupted foul injustice;

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If that your moody discontented souls
Do through the clouds behold this present hour,
Even for revenge mock my destruction!—
This is All-souls' day, fellows note, is it not?

She.
It is, my lord note.

Buc.
Why, then All-souls' day is my body's dooms-day.
This is the day, which, in note king Edward's time,
I wish'd might fall on me, when I was found
False to his children, or his note wife's allies:
This is the day, wherein I wish'd to fall
By the false faith of him whom most I trusted; note
This, this All note-souls' day to my fearful soul,
Is the determin'd respit of my wrongs:14Q0895
That high All-seer whom I note note dally'd with,
Hath turn'd my feigned prayer on my head,
And given in earnest what I beg'd in jest.
Thus doth he force the swords note of wicked men
To turn their own note points on their masters' bosoms:
Thus Margaret's curse falls heavy on my neck, note
When he, quoth she, shall split thy heart with sorrow,
Remember Margaret was a prophetess.—
Come, sirs, convey me to note the block of shame;
Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame.
[Exit, guarded.

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Edward Capell [1767], Mr William Shakespeare his comedies, histories, and tragedies, set out by himself in quarto, or by the Players his Fellows in folio, and now faithfully republish'd from those Editions in ten Volumes octavo; with an introduction: Whereunto will be added, in some other Volumes, notes, critical and explanatory, and a Body of Various Readings entire (Printed by Dryden Leach, for J. and R. Tonson [etc.], London) [word count] [S10601].
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