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A TRAGEDY. ^
SHREWSBURY.
Why this hafle ?
EnUr Nawe hajllly,
N A w E.
This moment brings a meffen^er, who tells
That Norfolk, Pembroke, Lumley, Arundel,
Each to his feveral dungeon was confined
For Norfolk's treafon ; that, on farther proof,
The Duke was clear'd; who now, refloredto orace.
Lives in full fplendour, fame, and liberty.
SHREWSBURY.
Look to the Queen ! She faints.
\Here Mary having changed from horror to joy
faints and falls into Lady DouglasV arms,
LADY DOUGLAS.
Help ! help !
SHREWSBURY*
Who waits ?
Enter MaryV attendants.
Convey her foftly : Thus, alas! Ihe's dead
\fthey carry her to a couch,
LADY DOUGLAS.
My Miilrefs ! Oh my Miftrefs ! Oh my Queen !
She breathes ! Ihe breathes ! yet there is life, oh,
Heav'ns !
SHREWSBURY.
patience awhile !
LADY DOUGLAS.
Be filent all I pray !
Her

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