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Know that we have
divided in three
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our kingdom;
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and 'tis our fast intent
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to shake all cares
and business from our age,
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conferring them
on younger strengths,
:02:47
while we, unburden'd,
crawl to our death.
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Our son of Cornwall,
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and you, our no less
loving son of Albany,
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we have, this hour
a constant will
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to publish our daughters'
several dowers
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that future strife
may be prevented now.
:03:32
The Princes France
and Burgundy,
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great rivals in our
youngest daughter's love,
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here are to be answered.
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Tell me,
:03:58
my daughters,