Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dicke. Dicke.
Dicke. Why dost thou quiuer man?
Say. Say.
Say. The Palsie, and not feare prouokes me.
Cade. Cade.
Cade. Nay, he noddes at vs, as who should say, Ile be
Cade. euen with you. Ile see if his head will stand steddier on
Cade. a pole, or no: Take him away, and behead him.
Say. Tell me: wherein haue I offended most?
Say. Haue I affected wealth, or honor? Speake.
Say. Are my Chests fill'd vp with extorted Gold?
Say. Is my Apparrell sumptuous to behold?
Say. Whom haue I injur'd, that ye seeke my death?
Say. These hands are free from guiltlesse bloodshedding,
Say. This breast from harbouring foule deceitfull thoughts.
Say. O let me liue.
Cade. I feele remorse in my selfe with his words: but
Cade. Ile bridle it: he shall dye, and it bee but for pleading so