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PRINCE
My Lord of Warwick!
KING
Doth any name particular belong
Unto the lodging where I first did swoon?
WARWICK
’Tis called Jerusalem, my noble lord.
KING
Laud be to God! Even there my life must end. [235]
It hath been prophesied to me many years
I should not die but in Jerusalem,
Which vainly I supposed the Holy Land.
But bear me to that chamber; there I’ll lie.
In that Jerusalem shall Harry die. [240]
[Exeunt.]
