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QUEEN MARGARET God forbid any malice should prevail, KING HENRY VI I thank thee, Meg; these words content me much. Re-enter SUFFOLK How now! why look'st thou pale? why tremblest thou? SUFFOLK Dead in his bed, my lord; Gloucester is dead. QUEEN MARGARET Marry, God forfend! CARDINAL God's secret judgment: I did dream to-night KING HENRY VI swoons QUEEN MARGARET How fares my lord? Help, lords! the king is dead. SOMERSET Rear up his body; wring him by the nose. QUEEN MARGARET Run, go, help, help! O Henry, ope thine eyes! SUFFOLK He doth revive again: madam, be patient. KING HENRY VI O heavenly God! QUEEN MARGARET How fares my gracious lord? SUFFOLK Comfort, my sovereign! gracious Henry, comfort! |
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