Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Duke. Duke.
Duke. This nor hurts him, nor profits you a iot,
Duke. Forbeare it therefore, giue your cause to heauen.
Duke. Marke what I say, which you shal finde
Duke. By euery sillable a faithful veritie.
Duke. The Duke comes home to morrow: nay drie your eyes,
Duke. One of our Couent, and his Confessor
Duke. Giues me this instance: Already he hath carried
Duke. Notice to Escalus and Angelo,
Duke. Who do prepare to meete him at the gates,
Duke. There to giue vp their powre: If you can pace your wis (dome,
Duke. In that good path that I would wish it go,
Duke. And you shal haue your bosome on this wretch,
Duke. Grace of the Duke, reuenges to your heart,
Duke. And general Honor.
Isa. Isa.
Isa. I am directed by you.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. This Letter then to Friar Peter giue,
Duk. 'Tis that he sent me of the Dukes returne: