Humfrey, Duke of Gloucester | ||
SCENE IX.
Duke of Gloucester.
Then,—by my Sufferings, Beaufort!—And Thou, Suffolk!—
And Margaret,—Dishonour of the King!—
Howe'er I bear it outwardly;—think not,
That Gloucester lives, Insensible of Wrongs!—
And, you have Wrong'd me,—Where I feel it Most!
And Margaret,—Dishonour of the King!—
Howe'er I bear it outwardly;—think not,
That Gloucester lives, Insensible of Wrongs!—
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But;—let it sleep.—The publick Wrongs redress;
And, thy own painfull Griefs, a While, suppress.
Within thy Breast, compose the doubtfull Strife:
Thy Countrey, first, relieve; and then,—thine injur'd Wife.
And, thy own painfull Griefs, a While, suppress.
Within thy Breast, compose the doubtfull Strife:
Thy Countrey, first, relieve; and then,—thine injur'd Wife.
Humfrey, Duke of Gloucester | ||