Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Leo. Here stand a paire of honourable men,
Leo. A third is fled that had a hand in it:
Leo. I thanke you Princes for my daughters death,
Leo. Record it with your high and worthie deedes,
Leo. 'Twas brauely done, if you bethinke you of it.
Clau. Clau.
Clau. I know not how to pray your patience,
Clau. Yet I must speake, choose your reuenge your selfe,
Clau. Impose me to what penance your inuention
Clau. Can lay vpon my sinne, yet sinn'd I not,
Clau. But in mistaking.
Prin. Prin.
Prin. By my soule nor I,
Prin. And yet to satisfie this good old man,
Prin. I ould bend vnder anie heauie vvaightwaight,
Prin. That heele enioyne me to.
Leon. Leon.
Leon. I cannot bid you bid my daughter liue,
Leon. That were impossible, but I praie you both,
Leon. Possesse the people in Messina here,