Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Post. Speake Iachimo, I had you downe, and might
Post. Haue made you finish.
Iach. Iach.
Iach. I am downe againe:
Iach. But now my heauie Conscience sinkes my knee,
Iach. As then your force did. Take that life, beseech you
Iach. Which I so often owe: but your Ring first,
Iach. And heere the Bracelet of the truest Princesse
Iach. That euer swore her Faith.
Post. Post.
Post. Kneele not to me:
Post. The powre that I haue on you, is to spare you:
Post. The malice towards you, to forgiue you. Liue
Post. And deale with others better.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. Nobly doom'd:
Cym. Wee'l learne our Freenesse of a Sonne‑in‑Law:
Cym. Pardon's the word to all.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. You holpe vs Sir,