Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bra. They often feele a world of restlesse Cares:
Bra. So that betweene their Titles, and low Name,
Bra. There's nothing differs, but the outward fame.
Bra. Enter two Murtherers.
1. Mur. 1. Mur.
1. Mur. Ho, who's heere?
Bra. Bra.
Bra. What would'st thou Fellow? And how camm'st
Bra. thou hither.
2. Mur. 2. Mur.
2. Mur. I would speak with Clarence, and I came hi
2. Mur. ther on my Legges.
Bra. What so breefe?
1. 1.
1. 'Tis better (Sir) then to be tedious:
1. Let him see our Commission, and talke no more.
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Bra. I am in this, commanded to deliuer