Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Corio. Stand I before thee heere: Then if thou hast
Corio. A heart of wreake in thee, that wilt reuenge
Corio. Thine owne particular wrongs, and stop those maimes
Corio. Of shame seene through thy Country, speed thee straight
Corio. And make my misery serue thy turne: So vse it,
Corio. That my reuengefull Seruices may proue
Corio. As Benefits to thee. For I will fight
Corio. Against my Cankred Countrey, with the Spleene
Corio. Of all the vnder Fiends. But if so be,
Corio. Thou dar'st not this, and that to proue more Fortunes
Corio. Th'art tyr'd, then in a word, I also am
Corio. Longer to liue most wearie: and present
Corio. My throat to thee, and to thy Ancient Malice:
Corio. Which not to cut, would shew thee but a Foole,
Corio. Since I haue euer followed thee with hate,
Corio. Drawne Tunnes of Blood out of thy Countries brest,
Corio. And cannot liue but to thy shame, vnlesse
Corio. It be to do thee seruice.
Auf. Auf.
Auf. Oh Martius, Martius;