Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dut. In some large measure to thy Fathers death,
Dut. In that thou seest thy wretched brother dye,
Dut. Who was the modell of thy Fathers life.
Dut. Call it not patience (Gaunt) it is dispaire,
Dut. In suff ring thus thy brother to be slaughter'd,
Dut. Thou shew'st the naked pathway to thy life,
Dut. Teaching sterne murther how to butcher thee:
Dut. That which in meane men we intitle patience
Dut. Is pale cold cowardice in noble brests:
Dut. What shall I say, to safegard thine owne life,
Dut. The best way is to venge my Glousters death.
Gaunt. Gaunt.
Gaunt. Heauens is the quarrel: for heauens substitute
Gaunt. His Deputy annointed in his sight,
Gaunt. Hath caus'd his death, the which if wrongfully
Gaunt. Let heauen reuenge: for I may neuer lift
Gaunt. An angry arme against his Minister.
Dut. Dut.
Dut. Where then (alas may I) complaint my selfe?
Gau. Gau.