15211422In pruning mee when
shall you heare that I will pray
se a
15221423 hand, a foote, a face, an eye
: a gate, a
state, a brow, a bre
st,
15241425King. Soft, Whither a way
so fa
st?
15251426A true man, or a theefe, that gallops
so.
15261427Ber. I po
st from Loue, good Louer let me go.
15281428Iaqu. God ble
sse the King.
Enter Iaquenetta and Clowne. 15291429King. What pre
sent ha
st thou there?
15331433King. Yf it marr nothing neither,
15341434The trea
son and you goe in peace away togeather.
15351435Iaque. I be
seech your Grace let this Letter be read,
15361436Our per
son mi
sdoubts it: twas trea
son he
said.
15371437King. Berowne reade it ouer.
He reades the letter. 15411441Cost. Of
Dun Adramadio, Dun Adramadio.
15421442Kin. How now, What is in you? Why do
st thou teare it?
15431443Ber. A toy my Leedge, a toy: your grace needs not feare it.
15451444Long. It did moue him to pa
ssion, & therfore lets heare it.
15471445Dum. It is
Berownes writing, and heere is his name.
15481446Berow. Ah you whore
son loggerhead, you were borne to
15501448Guiltie my Lord, guiltie: I confe
sse, I confe
sse.
15521450Ber. That you three fooles, lackt me foole, to make vp the
(messe. 15541451Hee, hee, and you: and you my Leege, and I,
15551452Are pick-pur
ses in Loue, and we de
serue to die.
15561453O di
smi
sse this audience, and I
shall tell you more.
15581455Bero. True true, we are fower: will the
se turtles be gon?
15611457Clow. Walke a
side the true folke, and let the traytors
stay.
15621458Ber. Sweete Lords,
sweete Louers, O let vs imbrace,
15631459As true we are as
fle
sh and blood can be,
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