My
tongue is weary; when my legs are too, I will bid you good night; and so kneel down
before you;--but, indeed, to pray for the queen.
-Dancer
King Henry The Fourth Part II Epilogue
Here are the very last words of the play. In fact, one could
argue that they’re beyond that since it’s an epilogue. By a dancer. Who’s not
really part of the play.
A little odd, wouldn’t you say?
This looks like a leaf, but it's actually an insect. It's a little odd too, wouldn't you say?
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