[♦] Anne. Black night o’ershade thy day, and death thy life!
[♦] Glou. Curse not thyself, fair creature; thou art both.
Anne. I would I were, to be revenged on thee.
Glou. It is a quarrel most unnatural,
[135] To be revenged on him that loveth you.
Anne. It is a quarrel just and reasonable,
[♦] To be revenged on him that slew my husband.
[♦] Glou. He that bereft thee, lady, of thy husband,
Did it to help thee to a better husband.
140 Anne. His better doth not breathe upon the earth.