Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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1. Sen. My Lord, you haue my voyce, too't,
1. Sen. The faults Bloody:
1. Sen. 'Tis necessary he should dye:
1. Sen. Nothing imboldens sinne so much, as Mercy.
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2 Most true; the Law shall bruise 'em.
Alc. Alc.
Alc. Honor, health, and compassion to the Senate.
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1 Now Captaine.
Alc. I am an humble Sutor to your Vertues;
Alc. For pitty is the vertue of the Law,
Alc. And none but Tyrants vse it cruelly.
Alc. It pleases time and Fortune to lye heauie
Alc. Vpon a Friend of mine, who in hot blood
Alc. Hath stept into the Law: which is past depth
Alc. To those that (without heede) do plundge intoo't.
Alc. He is a Man (setting his Fate aside) of comely Vertues,
Alc. Nor did he soyle the fact with Cowardice.