Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Warw. And say it was thy Mother that thou meant'st,
Warw. That thou thy selfe wast borne in Bastardie;
Warw. And after all this fearefull Homage done,
Warw. Giue thee thy hyre, and send thy Soule to Hell,
Warw. Pernicious blood‑sucker of sleeping men.
Suff. Suff.
Suff. Thou shalt be waking, while I shed thy blood,
Suff. If from this presence thou dar'st goe with me.
Warw. Warw.
Warw. Away euen now, or I will drag thee hence:
Warw. Vnworthy though thou art, Ile cope with thee,
Warw. And doe some seruice to Duke Humfreyes Ghost.
Warw. Exeunt.
King. King.
King. What stronger Brest‑plate then a heart vntainted?
King. Thrice is he arm'd, that hath his Quarrell iust;
King. And he but naked, though lockt vp in Steele,
King. Whose Conscience with Iniustice is corrupted.
King. A noyse within.
Queene. Queene.