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King Henry the Sixth, III. ii

And threw it towards thy land: the sea receiv'd it,

And so I wish'd thy body might my heart:

And even with this I lost fair England's view,

And bid mine eyes be packing with my heart,

And call'd them blind and dusky spectacles

For losing ken of Albion's wished coast.

How often have I tempted Suffolk's tongue—

The agent of thy foul inconstancy—

To sit and witch me, as Ascanius did,

When he to madding Dido would unfold

His father's acts, commenc'd in burning Troy!

Am I not witch'd like her? or thou not false like him?

Ay me! I can no more. Die, Margaret!

For Henry weeps that thou dost live so long.

War. It is reported, mighty sovereign,

That good Duke Humphrey traitorously is murder'd

By Suffolk and the Cardinal Beaufort's means.

The commons, like an angry hive of bees

That want their leader, scatter up and down,

And care not who they sting in his revenge.

Myself have calm'd their spleenful mutiny,

Until they hear the order of his death.

King. That he is dead, good Warwick, 'tis too true;

But how he died God knows, not Henry.

Enter his chamber, view his breathless corpse,

And comment then upon his sudden death.

War. That shall I do, my liege. Stay, Salisbury,

With the rude multitude till I return.

King. O! thou that judgest all things, stay my thoughts,

 111 be packing with: accompany in flight

112 spectacles: visual organs

116-118 Cf. n.

116 witch: betwitch

117 madding: growing mad

129 order: manner

133 comment upon: interpret

134 Salisbury; cf. n. 