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Two Noble Kinsmen (Quarto, 1634)
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1457After his fancy, Tis now welnigh morning,
1458No matter, would it were perpetuall night,
1459And darkenes Lord o'th world, Harke tis a woolfe:
1460In me hath greife slaine feare, and but for one thing
1461I care for nothing, and that's Palamon.
1462I wreake not if the wolves would jaw me, so
1463He had this File; what if I hallowd for him?
1464I cannot hallow: if I whoop'd; what then?
1466And doe him but that service. I have heard
1467Strange howles this live-long night, why may't not be
1468They have made prey of him? he has no weapons,
1469He cannot run, the Iengling of his Gives
1470Might call fell things to listen, who have in them
1471A sence to know a man unarmd, and can
1473He's torne to peeces, they howld many together
1474And then they feed on him: So much for that,
1475Be bold to ring the Bell; how stand I then?
1476All's char'd when he is gone, No, no I lye,
1477My Father's to be hang'd for his escape,
1479As to deny my act, but that I would not,
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1480Should I try death by dussons: I am mop't,
1481Food tooke I none these two daies.
1486O state of Nature, faile together in me,
1487Since thy best props are warpt: So which way now?
1488The best way is, the next way to a grave:
1490The Moone is down, the Cryckets chirpe, the Schreichowle
1491Calls in the dawne; all offices are done
1492Save what I faile in: But the point is this
1493An end, and that is all. Exit.