Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Duke. That you extoll me thus?
Luc. Luc.
Luc. 'Faith my Lord, I spoke it but according to the
Luc. trick: if you will hang me for it you may: but I had ra
Luc. ther it would please you, I might be whipt.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Whipt first, sir, and hang'd after.
Duke. Proclaime it Prouost round about the Citie,
Duke. If any woman wrong'd by this lewd fellow
Duke. (As I haue heard him sweare himselfe there's one
Duke. whom he begot with childe) let her appeare,
Duke. And he shall marry her: the nuptiall finish'd,
Duke. Let him be whipt and hang'd.
Luc. I beseech your Highnesse doe not marry me to
Luc. a Whore: your Highnesse said euen now I made you a
Luc. Duke, good my Lord do not recompence me, in making
Luc. me a Cuckold.
Luc. Duk. Vpon
Luc. Measure for Measure.