Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Prin. You are right Iustice, and you weigh this well:
Prin. Therefore still beare the Ballance, and the Sword:
Prin. And I do wish your Honors may encrease,
Prin. Till you do liue, to see a Sonne of mine
Prin. Offend you, and obey you, as I did.
Prin. So shall I liue, to speake my Fathers words:
Prin. Happy am I, that haue a man so bold,
Prin. That dares do Iustice, on my proper Sonne;
Prin. And no lesse happy, hauing such a Sonne,
Prin. That would deliuer vp his Greatnesse so,
Prin. Into the hands of Iustice. You did commit me:
Prin. For which, I do commit into your hand,
Prin. Th'vnstained Sword that you haue vs'd to beare:
Prin. With this Remembrance; That you vse the same
Prin. With the like bold, iust, and impartiall spirit
Prin. As you haue done 'gainst me. There is my hand,
Prin. You shall be as a Father, to my Youth:
Prin. My voice shall sound, as you do prompt mine eare,An ink mark follows the end of this line.
Prin. And I will stoope, and humble my Intents,
Prin. To your well‑practis'd, wise Directions.