Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Rich.
Rich. Madam, I haue a touch of your condition,
Rich. That cannot brooke the accent of reproofe.
Dut. Dut.
Dut. O let me speake.
Rich. Do then, but Ile not heare.
Dut. I will be milde, and gentle in my words.
Rich. And breefe (good Mother) for I am in hast.
Dut. Art thou so hasty? I haue staid for thee
Dut. (God knowes) in torment and in agony.
Rich. And came I not at last to comfort you?
Dut. No by the holy Rood, thou know'st it well,
Dut. Thou cam'st on earth, to make the earth my Hell.
Dut. A greeuous burthen was thy Birth to me,