Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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1 And like a Traitor to the name of God,
1 Did'st breake that Vow, and with thy treacherous blade,
1 Vnrip'st the Bowels of thy Sou'raignes Sonne.
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2 Whom thou was't sworne to cherish and defend.
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1 How canst thou vrge Gods dreadfull Law to vs
1 When thou hast broke it in such deere degree?
Cla. Cla.
Cla. Alas! for whose sake did I that ill deede?
Cla. For Edward, for my Brother, for his sake.
Cla. He sends you not to murther me for this:
Cla. For in that sinne, he is as deepe as I.
Cla. If God will be auenged for the deed,
Cla. O know you yet, he doth it publiquely,
Cla. Take not the quarrell from his powrefull arme:
Cla. He needs no indirect, or lawlesse course,
Cla. To cut off those that haue offended him.
1 Who made thee then a bloudy minister,