Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ioh. As bid me tell my tale in expresse words:
Ioh. Deepe shame had struck me dumbe, made me break off,
Ioh. And those thy feares, might haue wrought feares in me.
Ioh. But, thou didst vnderstand me by my signes,
Ioh. And didst in signes againe parley with sinne,
Ioh. Yea, without stop, didst let thy heart consent,
Ioh. And consequently, thy rude hand to acte
Ioh. The deed, which both our tongues held vilde to name.
Ioh. Out of my sight, and neuer see me more:
Ioh. My Nobles leaue me, and my State is braued,
Ioh. Euen at my gates, with rankes of forraigne powres;
Ioh. Nay, in the body of this fleshly Land,
Ioh. This kingdome, this Confine of blood, and breathe
Ioh. Hostilitie, and ciuill tumult reignes
Ioh. Betweene my conscience, and my Cosins death.
Hub. Hub.
Hub. Arme you against your other enemies:
Hub. Ile make a peace betweene your soule, and you.
Hub. Yong Arthur is aliue: This hand of mine
Hub. Is yet a maiden, and an innocent hand.