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He hath no friends, but what are friends for fear,He hath no friends but what are friends for fear,R3 V.ii.20
Which in his deerest neede will flye from him.Which in his dearest need will fly from him.R3 V.ii.21
Vnlesse I haue mistane his Colours much,Unless I have mista'en his colours much,R3 V.iii.35
(Which well I am assur'd I haue not done)Which well I am assured I have not done,R3 V.iii.36
His Regiment lies halfe a Mile at leastHis regiment lies half a mile at leastR3 V.iii.37
South, from the mighty Power of the King.South from the mighty power of the King.R3 V.iii.38
Vpon my life, my Lord, Ile vndertake it,Upon my life, my lord, I'll undertake it;R3 V.iii.42
And so God giue you quiet rest to night.And so God give you quiet rest tonight!R3 V.iii.43
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