Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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3 But when they shall see sir, his Crest vp againe, and
3 the man in blood, they will out of their Burroughes (like
3 Conies after Raine) and reuell all with him.
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1 But when goes this forward:
3 To morrow, to day, presently, you shall haue the
3 Drum strooke vp this afternoone: 'Tis as it were a parcel
3 of their Feast, and to be executed ere they wipe their lips.
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2 Why then wee shall haue a stirring World againe:
2 This peace is nothing, but to rust Iron, encrease Taylors,
2 and breed Ballad‑makers.
1 Let me haue Warre say I, it exceeds peace as farre
1 as day do's night: It's sprightly walking, audible, and full
1 of Vent. Peace, is a very Apoplexy, Lethargie, mull'd,
1 deafe, sleepe, insensible, a getter of more bastard Chil
1 dren, then warres a destroyer of men.