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A Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 3 by Various
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In such a case as murder!) all by hym
And hys right hand, with thys ill mans advyse,
Murderd unjustlye.

_Rei_. To which I adde
Treasons of daunger & of hye disgrace
Bothe to your crowne & person; and thoughe they
Myght glutt the lawe, yet my brothers blood
And theise twoe inocentts, I hope, will pleade
Dyvorce of all repryvall.

_Oli_. Lastlye I
With theys stronge proofs, cannot be argued of,
Confyrme all past denyall; hys owne hand
Here of thys pap[er] maks a regyster [_Gives the letter_.
Of myscheives above wonder. Who reads thys,
Thoughe flynte, must melt in pyttie.

_Bus_. Dye all my hopes, & in thys masse of shame
Be buryed both my memorye & name.
[_Ex. La Busse_.

_Gan_. What a lardge passage or cyrcompherence
Theise prynces make to come unto the way
Which lyes before theire nosses! tys lost wytt
To seeke an engyne for the desperatt,
Why, deathes in all he looks on; but to hope
Saftye were more then dyetye[105] can promysse.
Let it suffyce all's true, & thus I rest:
If I dye once, not ever, I am blest.
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