Reading The third Part of Henry the Sixt, with the death of the Duke of Yorke

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Oh monstrous fault, to harbour such a thought.

Then since this Earth affoords no Ioy to me,

But to command, to check, to o're‑beare such,

As are of better Person then my selfe:

Ile make my Heauen, to dreame vpon the Crowne,

And whiles I liue, t'account this World but Hell,

Vntill my mis‑shap'd Trunke, that beares this Head,

Be round impaled with a glorious Crowne.

And yet I know not how to get the Crowne,

For many Liues stand betweene me and home:

And I, like one lost in a Thornie Wood,

That rents the Thornes, and is rent with the Thornes,

Seeking a way, and straying from the way,

Not knowing how to finde the open Ayre,

But toyling desperately to finde it out,

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