Act 5
Scene III
A church.
| Enter Don Pedro, Claudio, and three or four with taperscandles. | |
| Claudio | Is this the monument of Leonato? |
| A Lord | It is, my lord. |
| Claudio | Reading out of a scroll. |
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Done to death by slanderous tongues
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Hang thou there upon the tomb,
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Pardon, goddess of the night,
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| Claudio |
Now, unto thy bones good night!
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| Don Pedro |
Good morrow, masters; put your torches out:
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| Claudio | Good morrow, masters: each his several way. |
| Don Pedro |
Come, let us hence, and put on other weedsclothes or garments;
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| Claudio |
And Hymen now with luckier issue speed’s
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