Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. 'Tis full of thy foule wrongs.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. My Fathers death.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Thy life hath it dishonor'd.
Rich. Why then, by Heauen.
Qu. Heauens wrong is most of all:
Qu. If thou didd'st feare to breake an Oath with him,
Qu. The vnity the King my husband made,
Qu. Thou had'st not broken, nor my Brothers died.
Qu. If thou had'st fear'd to breake an oath by him,
Qu. Th'Imperiall mettall, circling now thy head,
Qu. Had grac'd the tender temples of my Child,
Qu. And both the Princes had bene breathing heere,
Qu. Which now two tender Bed‑fellowes for dust,
Qu. Thy broken Faith hath made the prey for Wormes.
Qu. What can'st thou sweare by now.