Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Paul. In Leads, or Oyles? What old, or newer Torture
Paul. Must I receiue? whose euery word deserues
Paul. To taste of thy most worst. Thy Tyranny
Paul. (Together working with thy Iealousies,
Paul. Fancies too weake for Boyes, too greene and idle
Paul. For Girles of Nine) O thinke what they haue done,
Paul. And then run mad indeed: starke‑mad: for all
Paul. Thy by‑gone fooleries were but spices of it.
Paul. That thou betrayed’st Polixenes, 'twas nothing,
Paul. (That did but shew thee, of a Foole, inconstant,
Paul. And damnable ingratefull:) Nor was’t much.
Paul. Thou would’st haue poyson’d good Camillo’s Honor,
Paul. To haue him kill a King: poore Trespasses,
Paul. More monstrous standing by: whereof I reckon
Paul. The casting forth to Crowes, thy Baby‑daughter,
Paul. To be or none, or little; though a Deuill
Paul. Would haue shed water out of fire, ere don’t;
Paul. Nor is’t directly layd to thee, the death
Paul. Of the young Prince, whose honorable thoughts
Paul. (Thoughts high for one so tender) cleft the heart