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For wheresoe’er thou art in this world’s globe,
I’ll have an Iris that shall find thee out.

SUFFOLK

I go.

MARGARET

And take my heart with thee.

SUFFOLK [She kisses him.]
Exeunt [severally].
A jewel locked into the woefullest cask
That ever did contain a thing of worth. [410]
Even as a splitted bark, so sunder we:
This way fall I to death.

MARGARET

This way for me.

Scene III IT

Enter the King, Salisbury, and Warwick [and then the curtains be drawn
and the Cardinal Winchester is discovered in his bed, raving and starting as

if he were mad].

KING HENRY

How fares my lord? Speak, Beaufort, to thy sovereign.

WINCHEST ER

If thou be’st Death, I’ll give thee England’s treasure,
Enough to purchase such another island,
So thou wilt let me live and feel no pain.

KING HENRY

Ah, what a sign it is of evil life [5]
Where death’s approach is seen so terrible.

WARWICK