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Section 1169
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1Ghost.
2Let me sit heauy in thy soule to morrow.
3I that was wash'd to death with Fulsome Wine:
4Poore Clarence by thy guile betray'd to death:
5To morrow in the battell thinke on me,
6And fall thy edgelesse Sword, dispaire and dye.
7To Richm.
8Thou off‑spring of the house of Lancaster