Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Arui. Arui.
Arui. Would I had done't:
Arui. So the Reuenge alone pursu'de me: Polidore
Arui. I loue thee brotherly, but enuy much
Arui. Thou hast robb'd me of this deed: I would Reuenges
Arui. That possible strength might meet, wold seek vs through
Arui. And put vs to our answer.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. Well, 'tis done:
Bel. Wee'l hunt no more to day, nor seeke for danger
Bel. Where there's no profit. I prythee to our Rocke,
Bel. You and Fidele play the Cookes: Ile stay
Bel. Till hasty Polidore returne, and bring him
Bel. To dinner presently.
Arui. Poore sicke Fidele.
Arui. Ile willingly to him, to gaine his colour,
Arui. Il'd let a parish of such Clotens blood,
Arui. And praise my selfe for charity.
Arui. Exit.