See thou deliver it to my lord and father.
Give me the light. Upon thy life, I charge thee,
Whate'er thou hear'st or seest, stand all aloof
And do not interrupt me in my course.
Why I descend into this bed of death
Is partly to behold my lady's face,
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But chiefly to take thence from her dead finger
A precious ring, a ring that I must use
In [dear] employment. Therefore hence, be gone;