Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Prin. That would deliuer vp his Greatnesse so,
Prin. Into the hands of Iustice. You did commit me:
Prin. For which, I do commit into your hand,
Prin. Th'vnstained Sword that you haue vs'd to beare:
Prin. With this Remembrance; That you vse the same
Prin. With the like bold, iust, and impartiall spirit
Prin. As you haue done 'gainst me. There is my hand,
Prin. You shall be as a Father, to my Youth:
Prin. My voice shall sound, as you do prompt mine eare,An ink mark follows the end of this line.
Prin. And I will stoope, and humble my Intents,
Prin. To your well‑practis'd, wise Directions.
Prin. And Princes all, beleeue me, I beseech you:
Prin. My Father is gone wilde into his Graue,
Prin. (For in his Tombe, lye my Affections)
Prin. And with his Spirits, sadly I suruiue,
Prin. To mocke the expectation of the World;
Prin. To frustrate Prophesies, and to race out
Prin. Rotten Opinion, who hath writ me downe
Prin. After my seeming. The Tide of Blood in me,
Prin. Hath prowdly flow'd in Vanity, till now.