| ACT V.
1. Scene I. A churchyard.
 [Enter two Clowns, with spades, &c.]
 1 Clown.
Is she to be buried in Christian burial when she wilfully
 seeks her own salvation?
 
 2 Clown.
I tell thee she is; and therefore make her grave straight: the
 crowner hath sat on her, and finds it Christian burial.
 
 1 Clown.
How can that be, unless she drowned herself in her own defence?
 
 2 Clown.
Why, 'tis found so.
 
 1 Clown.
It must be se offendendo; it cannot be else. For here lies
 the point: if I drown myself wittingly, it argues an act: and an
 act hath three branches; it is to act, to do, and to perform:
 argal, she drowned herself wittingly.
 
 2 Clown.
Nay, but hear you, goodman delver,--
 
 1 Clown.
Give me leave. Here lies the water; good: here stands the
 man; good: if the man go to this water and drown himself, it is,
 will he, nill he, he goes,--mark you that: but if the water come
 to him and drown him, he drowns not himself; argal, he that is
 not guilty of his own death shortens not his own life.
 
 2 Clown.
But is this law?
 
 1 Clown.
Ay, marry, is't--crowner's quest law.
 
 2 Clown.
Will you ha' the truth on't? If this had not been a
 gentlewoman, she should have been buried out o' Christian burial.
 
 1 Clown.
Why, there thou say'st: and the more pity that great folk
 should have countenance in this world to drown or hang themselves
 more than their even Christian.--Come, my spade. There is no
 ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers: they
 hold up Adam's profession.
 
 2 Clown.
Was he a gentleman?
 
 1 Clown.
He was the first that ever bore arms.
 
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