Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. Ant.
Ant. Come, 'tis no matter,
Ant. Do not you meddle, let me deale in this.
Pri. Pri.
Pri. Gentlemen both, we will not wake your patience
Pri. My heart is sorry for your daughters death:
Pri. But on my honour she was charg'd with nothing
Pri. But what was true, and very full of proofe.
Leon. Leon.
Leon. My Lord, my Lord.
Prin. Prin.
Prin. I will not heare you.
Prin. Enter Benedicke.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. No come brother, away, I will be heard.
Leo. Exeunt ambo.
Bro. Bro.
Bro. And shall, or some of vs will smart for it.
Prin. See, see, here comes the man we went to seeke.