Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Inlarge the man committed yesterday,
King. That rayl'd against our person: We consider
King. It was excesse of Wine that set him on,
King. And on his more aduice, We pardon him.
Scro. Scro.
Scro. That's mercy, but too much security:
Scro. Let him be punish'd Soueraigne, least example
Scro. Breed (by his sufferance) more of such a kind.
King. King.
King. O let vs yet be mercifull.
Cam. Cam.
Cam. So may your Highnesse, and yet punish too.
Grey. Grey.
Grey. Sir, you shew great mercy if you giue him life,
Grey. After the taste of much correction.
King. Alas, your too much loue and care of me,
King. Are heauy Orisons 'gainst this poore wretch:
King. If little faults proceeding on distemper,
King. Shall not be wink'd at, how shall we stretch our eye