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Night. PRINCE HENRY wandering alone, wrapped in a cloak.
PRINCE HENRY. / Still is the night. The sound of feet / Has died away from the empty street, / And like an artisan, bending down / His head on his anvil, the dark town / Sleeps, with a slumber deep and sweet. / Sleepless and restless, I alone, / In the dusk and damp of these walls of stone, / Wander and weep in my remorse!