Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Buck All good people,
Buck You that thus farre haue come to pitty me;
Buck Heare what I say, and then goe home and lose me.
Buck I haue this day receiu'd a Traitors iudgement,
Buck And by that name must dye; yet Heauen beare witnes,
Buck And if I haue a Conscience, let it sincke me,
Buck Euen as the Axe falls, if I be not faithfull.
Buck The Law I beare no mallice for my death,
Buck T'has done vpon the premises, but Iustice:
Buck But those that sought it, I could wish more Christians:
Buck (Be what they will) I heartily forgiue 'em;
Buck Yet let 'em looke they glory not in mischiefe;
Buck Nor build their euils on the graues of great men;
Buck For then, my guiltlesse blood must cry against 'em.
Buck For further life in this world I ne're hope,
Buck Nor will I sue, although the King haue mercies
Buck More then I dare make faults.
Buck You few that lou'd me,
Buck And dare be bold to weepe for Buckingham,
Buck His Noble Friends and Fellowes; whom to leaue