[♦] Q. Eliz. O Dorset, speak not to me, get thee hence!
[40] Death and destruction dog thee at the heels;
[♦] Thy mother’s name is ominous to children.
[♦] If thou wilt outstrip death, go cross the seas,
[♦] And live with Richmond, from the reach of hell:
Go, hie thee, hie thee from this slaughter-house,
45 Lest thou increase the number of the dead;
And make me die the thrall of Margaret’s curse,
[♦] Nor mother, wife, nor England’s counted queen.
Stan. Full of wise care is this your counsel, madam.