Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ang. Now, good my Lord, giue me the scope of Iustice,
Ang. My patience here is touch'd: I doe perceiue
Ang. These poore informall women, are no more
Ang. But instruments of some more mightier member
Ang. That sets them on. Let me haue way, my Lord
Ang. To finde this practise out.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. I, with my heart,
Duke. And punish them to your height of pleasure.
Duke. Thou foolish Frier, and thou pernicious woman
Duke. Compact with her that's gone: thinkst thou, thy oathes,
Duke. Though they would swear downe each particular Saint,
Duke. Were testimonies against his worth, and credit
Duke. That's seald in approbation? you, Lord Escalus
Duke. Sit with my Cozen, lend him your kinde paines
Duke. To finde out this abuse, whence 'tis deriu'd.
Duke. There is another Frier that set them on,
Duke. Let him be sent for.
Peter. Peter.
Peter. Would he were here, my Lord, for he indeed