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To wash away my woeful monuments.
O, could this kiss be printed in thy hand,
That thou mightst think upon these by the seal,
Through whom a thousand sighs are breathed for thee. [345]
So get thee gone that I may know my grief:
’Tis but surmised whiles thou art standing by,
As one that surfeits thinking on a want.
I will repeal thee or, be well assured,
Adventure to be banishèd myself: [350]
And banishèd I am, if but from thee.
Go; speak not to me; even now be gone.
O go not yet! Even thus two friends condemned
Embrace and kiss and take ten thousand leaves,
Loather a hundred times to part than die; [355]
Yet now farewell; and farewell life with thee.

SUFFOLK

Thus is poor Suffolk ten times banished:
Once by the king and three times thrice by thee.
’Tis not the land I care for, were’t thou thence:
A wilderness is populous enough [360]
So Suffolk had thy heavenly company.
For where thou art, there is the world itself,
With every several pleasure in the world;
And where thou art not, desolation.
I can no more: live thou to joy thy life, [365]
Myself to joy in nought but that thou liv’st.

Enter Vaux.

MARGARET

Whither goes Vaux so fast? What news I prithee?

VAUX

To signify unto his majesty
That Cardinal Beaufort is at point of death;
For suddenly a grievous sickness took him [370]
That makes him gasp and stare and catch the air,
Blaspheming God and cursing men on earth.
Sometime he talks as if Duke Humphrey’s ghost
Were by his side; sometime he calls the king