Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mes. To do worse to you, were fell Cruelty,
Mes. Which is too nie your person. Heauen preserue you,
Mes. I dare abide no longer.
Mes. Exit Messenger
Wife. Wife.
Wife. Whether should I flye?
Wife. I haue done no harme. But I remember now
Wife. I am in this earthly world: where to do harme
Wife. Is often laudable, to do good sometime
Wife. Accounted dangerous folly. Why then (alas)
Wife. Do I put vp that womanly defence,
Wife. To say I haue done no harme?
Wife. What are these faces?
Wife. Enter Murtherers.
Mur. Mur.
Mur. Where is your Husband?
Wife. I hope in no place so vnsanctified,
Wife. Where such as thou may'st finde him.