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Ill blowes the winde that profits no body,Ill blows the wind that profits nobody.3H6 II.v.55
This man whom hand to hand I slew in fight,This man whom hand to hand I slew in fight3H6 II.v.56
May be possessed with some store of Crownes,May be possessed with some store of crowns;3H6 II.v.57
And I that (haply) take them from him now,And I, that haply take them from him now,3H6 II.v.58
May yet (ere night) yeeld both my Life and themMay yet ere night yield both my life and them3H6 II.v.59
To some man else, as this dead man doth me.To some man else, as this dead man doth me. – 3H6 II.v.60
Who's this? Oh God! It is my Fathers face,Who's this? O God! It is my father's face,3H6 II.v.61
Whom in this Conflict, I (vnwares) haue kill'd:Whom in this conflict I, unwares, have killed.3H6 II.v.62
Oh heauy times! begetting such Euents.O, heavy times, begetting such events!3H6 II.v.63
From London, by the King was I prest forth,From London by the King was I pressed forth;3H6 II.v.64
My Father being the Earle of Warwickes man,My father, being the Earl of Warwick's man,3H6 II.v.65
Came on the part of Yorke, prest by his Master:Came on the part of York, pressed by his master;3H6 II.v.66
And I, who at his hands receiu'd my life,And I, who at his hands received my life,3H6 II.v.67
Haue by my hands, of Life bereaued him.Have by my hands of life bereaved him.3H6 II.v.68
Pardon me God, I knew not what I did:Pardon me, God, I knew not what I did!3H6 II.v.69
And pardon Father, for I knew not thee.And pardon, father, for I knew not thee!3H6 II.v.70
My Teares shall wipe away these bloody markes:My tears shall wipe away these bloody marks;3H6 II.v.71
And no more words, till they haue flow'd their fill.And no more words till they have flowed their fill.3H6 II.v.72
How will my Mother, for a Fathers deathHow will my mother for a father's death3H6 II.v.103
Take on with me, and ne're be satisfi'd?Take on with me and ne'er be satisfied!3H6 II.v.104
Was euer sonne, so rew'd a Fathers death?Was ever son so rued a father's death?3H6 II.v.109
Ile beare thee hence, where I may weepe my fill.I'll bear thee hence, where I may weep my fill.3H6 II.v.113
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