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SC. I] 'Farewell, brother!' 'We split, we split, we split!']

. Let's all sink with the king.

. Let's take leave of him.

[Exeunt and.

. Now would I give a thousand furlongs of sea for an acre of barren ground, ling, heath, broom, furze, any thing. The wills above be done! but I would fain die a dry death.