Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. Now the Condition.
Pro. s King of Naples being an Enemy
Pro. To me inueterate, hearkens my Brothers suit,
Pro. Which was, That he in lieu o'th' premises,
Pro. Of homage, and I know not how much Tribute,
Pro. Should presently extirpate me and mine
Pro. Out of the Dukedome, and confer faire Millaine
Pro. With all the Honors, on my brother: Whereon
Pro. A treacherous Armie leuied, one mid‑night
Pro. Fated to th' purpose, did Anthonio open
Pro. The gates of Millaine, and ith' dead of darkenesse
Pro. The ministers for th' purpose hurried thence
Pro. Me, and thy crying selfe.
Mir. Mir.
Mir. Alack, for pitty:
Mir. I not remembring how I cride out then
Mir. Will cry it ore againe: it is a hint
Mir. That wrings mine eyes too't.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. Heare a little further,