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King Henry the Sixth, II. iv

And God in justice hath reveal'd to us

The truth and innocence of this poor fellow,

Which he had thought to have murther'd wrongfully.

Come, fellow, follow us for thy reward.

Sound a flourish. Exunt.

Glo. Thus sometimes hath the brightest day a cloud;

And after summer evermore succeeds

Barren winter, with his wrathful nipping cold:

So cares and joys abound, as seasons fleet.

Sirs, what's o'clock?

Serv.Ten, my lord.

Glo. Ten is the hour that was appointed me

To watch the coming of my punish'd duchess:

Uneath may she endure the flinty streets,

To tread them with her tender-feeling feet.

Sweet Nell, ill can thy noble mind abrook

The abject people, gazing on thy face

With envious looks still laughing at thy shame,

That erst did follow thy proud chariot wheels

When thou didst ride in triumph through the streets.

But, soft! I think she comes; and I'll prepare

My tear-stain'd eyes to see her miseries.

 108 Which: whom

 4 fleet: pass

8 Uneath: hardly

10 abrook: endure

11 abject: vile 