Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. And Mountague our Top‑Mast: what of him?
Qu. Our slaught'red friends, the Tackles: what of these?
Qu. Why is not Oxford here, another Anchor?
Qu. And Somerset, another goodly Mast?
Qu. The friends of France our Shrowds and Tacklings?
Qu. And though vnskilfull, why not Ned and I,
Qu. For once allow'd the skilfull Pilots Charge?
Qu. We will not from the Helme, to sit and weepe,
Qu. But keepe our Course (though the rough Winde say no)
Qu. From Shelues and Rocks, that threaten vs with Wrack.
Qu. As good to chide the Waues, as speake them faire.
Qu. And what is Edward, but a ruthlesse Sea?
Qu. What Clarence, but a Quick‑sand of Deceit?
Qu. And Richard, but a raged fatall Rocke?
Qu. All these, the Enemies to our poore Barke.
Qu. Say you can swim, alas 'tis but a while:
Qu. Tread on the Sand, why there you quickly sinke,
Qu. Bestride the Rock, the Tyde will wash you off,
Qu. Or else you famish, that's a three‑fold Death.
Qu. This speake I (Lords) to let you vnderstand,