Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mar. Hath in eternall darknesse folded vp.
Mar. Your ayery buildeth in our ayeries Nest:
Mar. O God that seest it, do not suffer it,
Mar. As it is wonne with blood, lost be it so.
Buc. Buc.
Buc. Peace, peace for shame: If not, for Charity.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Vrge neither charity, nor shame to me:
Mar. Vncharitably with me haue you dealt,
Mar. And shamefully my hopes (by you) are butcher'd.
Mar. My Charity is outrage, Life my shame,
Mar. And in that shame, still liue my sorrowes rage.
Buc. Haue done, haue done.
Mar. O Princely Buckingham, Ile kisse thy hand,
Mar. In signe of League and amity with thee:
Mar. Now faire befall thee, and thy Noble house:
Mar. Thy Garments are not spotted with our blood:
Mar. Nor thou within the compasse of my curse.