Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mon. Vnlesse selfe‑charitie be sometimes a vice,
Mon. And to defend our selues, it be a sinne
Mon. When violence assailes vs.
Othe. Othe.
Othe. Now by Heauen,
Othe. My blood begins my safer Guides to rule,
Othe. And passion (hauing my best iudgement collied)
Othe. Assaies to leade the way. If I once stir,
Othe. Or do but lift this Arme, the best of you
Othe. Shall sinke in my rebuke. Giue me to know
Othe. How this foule Rout began: Who set it on.
Othe. And he that is approu'd in this offence,
Othe. Though he had twinn'd with me, both at a birth,
Othe. Shall loose me. What in a Towne of warre,
Othe. Yet wilde, the peoples hearts brim‑full of feare,
Othe. To Manage priuate, and domesticke Quarrell?
Othe. In night, and on the Court and Guard of safetie?
Othe. 'Tis monstrous: Iago, who began't?
Mon. Mon.
Mon. If partially Affin'd, or league in office,