of her nature became [as] a prey to her grief; in fine, made a
groan of her last breath, and now she sings in heaven.
Sec. Lord. How is this justified?
First Lord. The [stronger] part of it by her own letters,
which [makes] her story true, even to the point of her death:
her death [itself], which could not be her office to say is come,
[was] faithfully confirmed by the rector of the place.
Sec. Lord. Hath the count all this intelligence?
First Lord. Ay, and the particular confirmations, [point]