Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iohn. Doth Arthur liue? O hast thee to the Peeres,
Iohn. Throw this report on their incensed rage,
Iohn. And make them tame to their obedience.
Iohn. Forgiue the Comment that my passion made
Iohn. Vpon thy feature, for my rage was blinde,
Iohn. And foule immaginarie eyes of blood
Iohn. Presented thee more hideous then thou art.
Iohn. Oh, answer not; but to my Closset bring
Iohn. The angry Lords, with all expedient hast,
Iohn. I coniure thee but slowly: run more fast.
Iohn. Exeunt.
Iohn. Scœna Tertia.
Iohn. [Act 4, Scene 3]
Iohn. Enter Arthur on the walles.
Ar. Ar.
Ar. The Wall is high, and yet will I leape downe.
Ar. Good ground be pittifull, and hurt me not:
Ar. There's few or none do know me, if they did,
Ar. This Ship‑boyes semblance hath disguis'd me quite.
Ar. I am afraide, and yet Ile venture it.