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But O! far more my bliss! So be content. I have had many days of prosperous life Before this storm of misery broke upon me, Thy love the flower and crown of all. Be comforted. And Mencia, too, sweet maid, I understand Thy mute farewell, which I accept. God bless thee! Heaven bless thee, and farewell, my dearest wife!

Not yet, not yet! my swelling heart will burst. Farewell, thou noble man! Part we in charity?

In charity; and on your royal head My dying blessing rest![Exit. Here comes the Marshal.