Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Luc. Set him brest deepe in earth, and famish him:
Luc. There let him stand, and raue, and cry for foode:
Luc. If any one releeues, or pitties him,
Luc. For the offence, he dyes. This is our doome:
Luc. Some stay, to see him fast'ned in the earth.
Aron. Aron.
Aron. O why should wrath be mute, & Fury dumbe?
Aron. I am no Baby I, that with base Prayers
Aron. I should repent the Euils I haue done.
Aron. Ten thousand worse, then euer yet I did,
Aron. Would I performe if I might haue my will:
Aron. If one good Deed in all my life I did,
Aron. I do repent it from my very Soule.
Lucius. Lucius.
Lucius. Some louing Friends conuey the Emp.Emperour hence,
Lucius. And giue him buriall in his Fathers graue.
Lucius. My Father, and Lauinia, shall forthwith
Lucius. Be closed in our Housholds Monument:
Lucius. As for that heynous Tyger Tamora,
Lucius. No Funerall Rite, nor man in mournfull Weeds:A partially inked spacing block appears at the end of this line.