The Puritaine Widdow by Shakespeare (spurious and doubtful works)
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A Gentleman Citizen.
Officers. ACTUS PRIMUS. Scene I. A Garden behind the widow's house. [Enter the Lady Widdow-Plus, her two daughters Frank and Moll, her husband's Brother an old Knight Sir Godfrey, with her Son and heir Master Edmond, all in mourning apparel, Edmond in a Cyrpess Hat. The Widdow wringing her hands, and bursting out Into passion, as newly come from the Burial of her husband. WIDOW. Oh, that ever I was borne, that ever I was borne! SIR GODFREY. Nay, good Sister, dear sister, sweet sister, be of good comfort; show your self a woman, now or never. WIDOW. Oh, I have lost the dearest man, I have buried the sweetest husband that ever lay by woman. SIR GODFREY. Nay, give him his due, he was indeed an honest, virtuous, Discreet, wise man,--he was my Brother, as right as right. |
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