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Scena XII.
Enter Intellectus Agens.Int.
—Hence did thrill
That peircing noise. What's here? see false mine eyes!
Poor Liveby slaine? then for thy Soveraignes favour
Thou diedst a Martyr.
Liv.
O, Intellectus help.
Ins.
He speaks; ther's hope of life. If Art can save
A thrid so mangled, thus Ile bear thee to't.
Although my breast have us'd to bear it's burden
Within, and not without.—
(Ex. Int. bearing Liv.)
Am.
(above)
—Looke carefully
Unto your Lady. Let the Physitan
First speak with me.—Now to my second loade.—
(He descends.)
What? vanish'd? I have heard of walking ghosts,
Never of walking carcasses. Then surely
The Murderers have drag'd him hence. His blood
Will rise upon their cheekes; and it shall speak
Lowd on my Tongue.—
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