Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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1. Lord. O Tullus.
2. Lord. 2. Lord.
2. Lord. Thou hast done a deed, whereat
2. Lord. Valour will weepe.
3. Lord. 3. Lord.
3. Lord. Tread not vpon him Masters, all be quiet,
3. Lord. Put vp your Swords.
Auf. Auf.
Auf. My Lords,
Auf. When you shall know (as in this Rage
Auf. Prouok'd by him, you cannot) the great danger
Auf. Which this mans life did owe you, you'l reioyce
Auf. That he is thus cut off. Please it your Honours
Auf. To call me to your Senate, Ile deliuer
Auf. My selfe your loyall Seruant, or endure
Auf. Your heauiest Censure.
1. Lord. 1. Lord.
1. Lord. Beare from hence his body,
1. Lord. And mourne you for him. Let him be regarded
1. Lord. As the most Noble Coarse, that euer Herald