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This is the day which, in King Edward’s time, I wished might fall on me when I was found False to his children and his wife’s allies. This is the day wherein I wished to fall By the false faith of him who most I trusted. (Act 5, Scene 1, lines 13–17)
Thus Margaret’s curse falls heavy upon my neck: “When he,” quoth she, “shall split thy heart with sorrow, Remember Margaret was a prophetess.”— Come, lead me, officers, to the block of shame. Wrong hath but wrong, and blame the due of blame. (Act 5, Scene 1, lines 25–29)
Fellows in arms, and my most loving friends, Bruised underneath the yoke of tyranny, Have we marched on without impediment, Thus far into the bowels of the land[.] (Act 5, Scene 2, lines 1–4)
True hope is swift, and flies with swallow’s wings. Kings it makes gods, and meaner creatures kings. (Act 5, Scene 2, lines 23–24)
