Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ti. Are meete for plucking vp, and therefore mine.
Lu. Lu.
Lu. Sweet Father, if I shall be thought thy sonne,
Lu. Let me redeeme my brothers both from death.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. And for our fathers sake, and mothers care,
Mar. Now let me shew a brothers loue to thee.
Ti. Ti.
Ti. Agree betweene you, I will spare my hand.
Lu. Then Ile goe fetch an Axe.
Mar. But I will vse the Axe.
Mar. Exeunt
Ti. Come hither Aaron, Ile deceiue them both,
Ti. Lend me thy hand, and I will giue thee mine,
Moore. Moore.
Moore. If that be cal'd deceit, I will be honest,
Moore. And neuer whil'st I liue deceiue men so: