Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Luc. He was drunk then, my Lord, it can be no better.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. For the benefit of silence, would thou wert so to.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. Well, my Lord.
Duk. This is no witnesse for Lord Angelo.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Now I come to't, my Lord.
Mar. Shee that accuses him of Fornication,
Mar. In selfe‑same manner, doth accuse my husband,
Mar. And charges him, my Lord, with such a time,
Mar. When I'le depose I had him in mine Armes
Mar. With all th'effect of Loue.
Ang. Ang.
Ang. Charges she moe then me?
Mar. Not that I know.
Duk. No? you say your husband.