Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Laui. The Rauen doth not hatch a Larke,
Laui. Yet haue I heard, Oh could I finde it now,
Laui. The Lion mou'd with pitty, did indure
Laui. To haue his Princely pawes par'd all away.
Laui. Some say, that Rauens foster forlorne children,
Laui. The whil'st their owne birds famish in their nests:
Laui. Oh be to me though thy hard hart say no,
Laui. Nothing so kind but something pittifull.
Tamo. Tamo.
Tamo. I know not what it meanes, away with her.
Lauin. Lauin.
Lauin. Oh let me teach thee for my Fathers sake,
Lauin. That gaue thee life when well he might haue slaine thee:
Lauin. Be not obdurate, open thy deafe eares.
Tamo. Had'st thou in person nere offended me.
Tamo. Euen for his sake am I pittilesse:
Tamo. Remember Boyes I powr'd forth teares in vaine,
Tamo. To saue your brother from the sacrifice,
Tamo. But fierce Andronicus would not relent,