...matter where ; of comfort no ma.n speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs ; Make dust QUT paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom...choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not SQ,-~-for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, or lives, and all...

...heads. Aum. Where is the duke my father with his power? Of. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs...• Our lands, our lives, and all are Bolingbroke's, And'nothingcan we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth,8 Which serves...

...heads. Aum. Where is the duke, my father, with his power' K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort uo man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs...nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake, let us...

...talk of wills; And not yet so— for what can we bequeath. Save our deposed bodies to the ground i Our lands, our lives, and all, are Bolingbroke's,...nothing can we call our own, but death ; And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and covering to our bones. For Heav'n's sake, let...

...Scroop. Yea, all of them at Bristol lost their heads. K. Rich. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs...choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so,—for what can we bequeath. Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all...

...Aumerle. Where is the duke my father, with his power? K. Richard. No matter where: of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs,...Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow in the bosom of the earth! Let's chuse executors, and talk of wiljs : And yet not so—for what can...

...epitaphs, Make dust our paper, and with rainy eyes Write sorrow in the bosom of the earth ! Let's chuse executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so —...nothing can we call our own but death, And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake let us sit...

...epitaphs, Make dust our paper, and with r^iny eyes Write sorrow in the bosom of the earth ! Let's chuse executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so— for...nothing can we call our own, but death, And that small model of the barren earth, Which serves as paste and cover to our bones. For heaven's sake let us sit...

...heads. Aum. Where is the duke my father with his power? ' K. Rich. No matter where; of comfort no man speak: Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;...rainy eyes Write sorrow on the bosom of the earth. Let 's choose executors, and talk of wills ; And yet not so, — for what can we bequeath, Save our...

...heads. AUM. Whereis the duke my father with his power ? K. RICH. No matter where ; of comfort no man speak : Let's talk of graves, of worms, and epitaphs;...choose executors, and talk of wills : And yet not so,—for what can we bequeath, Save our deposed bodies to the ground ? Our lands, our lives, and all...