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[He dies.

Pray you, undo this button. Thank you, Sir ;
Do you see this ? look on her, look on her lips,
Look there, look there

Edg. He faints ; my lord,
Kent. Break heart, I pr'ythee, break!
Edg. Look up, my lord.

Kent. Vex not his ghoft: 0, let him pass! He hates him,
That would upon the rack of this rough world
Stretch him out longer.

Edg. He is gone, indeed.

Kent. The wonder is, he hath endur'd so long : He but usurpt his life.

Alb. Bear them from hence, our present business Is general woe: friends of my soul, you twain Rule in this Realm, and the gor'd State sustain.

Kent. I have a journey, Sir, shortly to go ; My master calls me; I must not say, no.

[Dies. A1b. The weight of this fad time we must obey, (30) Speak what we feel, not what we ought to say. The oldeft hath borne most ; we, that are young, Shall never see so much, nor live so long.

[Exeunt with a dead March. (30) Alb. The Weight of this Sad Time, &c.) This Speech from the Authority of the Old 410 is rightly placid to Albao ny : in the Edition by the Players it is given to Edgar, by whom, I doubt not, it was of Custom spoken. And the Case was this : He who play'd Edgar, being a more favourite As. tor, than he who personated Albany; in Spight of Decorum, it was thought proper he should have the last word.

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