A Yorkshire Tragedy (Third Folio, 1664)
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Enter a Knight, with two or three Gentlemen.
¶Children?
670 1. Gent. So the cry goes.
¶That ever he took life and natural being
675 1. Gent. Here come the men.
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Enter the Master of the Colledge, and the rest
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with the Prisoner.
¶time, that I am in place of justice.
¶ Knight. Do not repeat it twice, I know too much,
¶Would it had nere been thought on.
¶Sir, I bleed for you.
¶I have consum'd all, plaid away long acre,
¶And I thought it the charitablest deed I could do,
¶To cozen Beggery, and knock my house o'th'head.
690 Kni. I do not think, but in to morrow's judgement,
¶When the dread thought of Death remembers you;
¶To further which, take this sad voice from me,
¶Never was act plaid more unnaturally.
695 Hus. I thank you, Sir.
¶ Knight. Go lead him to the Jayle.
¶ Hus. Come, come, away with me.
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Exit Prisoner.
¶Would all did so, in you the Law is grace.
Exit.
