Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iach. But thinke her bond of Chastity quite crack'd,
Iach. I hauing 'tane the forfeyt. Whereupon,
Iach. Me thinkes I see him now.
Post. Post.
Post. I so thou do'st,
Post. Italian Fiend. Aye me, most credulous Foole,
Post. Egregious murtherer, Theefe, any thing
Post. That's due to all the Villaines past, in being
Post. To come. Oh giue me Cord, or knife, or poyson,
Post. Som
Post. The Tragedie of Cymbeline.
Post. Some vpright Iusticer. Thou King, send out
Post. For Torturors ingenious: it is I
Post. That all th'abhorred things o'th'earth amend
Post. By being worse then they. I am Posthumus,
Post. That kill'd thy Daughter: Villain‑like, I lye,
Post. That caus'd a lesser villaine then my selfe,
Post. A sacrilegious Theefe to doo't. The Temple
Post. Of Vertue was she; yea, and she her selfe.
Post. Spit, and throw stones, cast myre vpon me, set