Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Du. Du.
Du. So then you hope of pardon from Lord Angelo?
Cla. Cla.
Cla. The miserable haue no other medicine
Cla. But onely hope: I'haue hope to liue, and am prepar'd to
Cla. die.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Be absolute for death: either death or life
Duke. Shall thereby be the sweeter. Reason thus with life:
Duke. If I do loose thee, I do loose a thing
Duke. That none but fooles would keepe: a breath thou art,
Duke. Seruile to all the skyie‑influences
Duke. That dost this habitation where thou keepst
Duke. Hourely afflict: Meerely, thou art deaths foole,
Duke. For him thou labourst by thy flight to shun,
Duke. And yet runst toward him still. Thou art not noble,
Duke. For all th' accommodations that thou bearst,
Duke. Are nurst by basenesse: Thou'rt by no meanes valiant,
Duke. For thou dost feare the soft and tender forke
Duke. Of a poore worme: thy best of rest is sleepe,