Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tamo. Therefore away with her, and vse her as you will,
Tamo. The worse to her, the better lou'd of me.
Laui. Laui.
Laui. Oh Tamora,
Laui. Be call'd a gentle Queene,
Laui. And with thine owne hands kill me in this place,
Laui. For 'tis not life that I haue beg'd so long,
Laui. Poore I was slaine, when Bassianus dy'd.
Tam. Tam.
Tam. What beg'st thou then? fond woman let me go?
Laui. 'Tis present death I beg, and one thing more,
Laui. That womanhood denies my tongue to tell:
Laui. Oh keepe me from their worse then killing lust,
Laui. And tumble me into some loathsome pit,
Laui. Where neuer mans eye may behold my body,
Laui. Doe this, and be a charitable murderer.
Tam. So should I rob my sweet Sonnes of their fee,
Tam. No let them satisfie their lust on thee.