I never wish'd to see you sorry; now
I trust I shall. My women, come; [you have] leave.
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Leon. Go, do our bidding; hence!
[[Exit] Queen, guarded; with Ladies.
First Lord. Beseech your highness, call the queen again.
Ant. Be certain what you do, sir, [lest] your justice
Prove violence; in the which three great ones suffer,
Yourself, your queen, your son.
First Lord. For her, my lord,