mes??t still??

    It moves awry and demon hordes are born.

    (PEASANtS cross themselves.)

    Yet leave me noe,

    I hunder.

    (Sory door.)

    Yet stay an instant.  again

    I may ful. Oona, take

    the dairy keys.

    (to tER.)

    But take you t opens the small room

    Of herbs for medicine, of hellebore,

    Of vervain, monksain, and self?heal.

    the upper shelf.

    PORtER. his, lady; did you see

    Your coffin in a dream?

    CAt t.

    A sad resolve wakes in me. I have heard

    A sound of wailing in unnumbered hovels,

    And I must go do where??

    Pray for all men and women mad from famine;

    Pray, you good neighbours.

    (tS all kneel. COUNtESS CAteps to tory, and

    turning round stands there

    motionless for a little, and then cries in a loud voice :)

    Mary, Queen of angels,

    And all you clouds on clouds of saints, farewell!

    END OF SCENE 3.