Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Suff. And neuer yet could frame my will to it,
Suff. And therefore frame the Law vnto my will.
Som. Som.
Som. Iudge you, my Lord of Warwicke, then be
Som. tweene vs.
War. War.
War. Between two Hawks, which flyes the higher pitch,
War. Between two Dogs, which hath the deeper mouth,
War. Between two Blades, which beares the better temper,
War. Between two Horses, which doth beare him best,
War. Between two Girles, which hath the merryest eye,
War. I haue perhaps some shallow spirit of Iudgement:
War. But in these nice sharpe Quillets of the Law,
War. Good faith I am no wiser then a Daw.
York. York.
York. Tut, tut, here is a mannerly forbearance;
York. The truth appeares so naked on my side,
York. That any purblind eye may find it out.
Som. And on my side it is so well apparrell'd,