:03:04
No, I will be the pattern of
all patience.
:03:07
I will say nothing.
:03:11
Who's there?
:03:13
Marry, here's grace and a cod-piece,
:03:17
that's a wise man and a fool.
:03:20
Alas, sir, are you here?
:03:21
Tremble, thou wretch!
:03:23
That hast within thee
undivulged crimes,
:03:29
unwhipt ofjustice!
:03:31
Hide thee, thou bloody hand,
thou perjured!
:03:36
Cry these dreadful summoners grace!
:03:40
I'm a man more sinned against
:03:42
than sinning.
:03:44
Gracious my lord,
hard by here is a hovel.
:03:48
My wits begin to turn.
:03:57
Come on, my boy, how dost, my boy?
Art cold?
:04:01
I am cold myself.
:04:07
Poor fool and knave,
I have one part in my heart
:04:12
that's sorry yet for thee.
:04:25
Here is the place, my lord, enter.
:04:27
- Let me alone.
- Enter here.
:04:30
Wilt break my heart?
:04:32
I had rather break my own.
Good my lord, enter.
:04:37
Thou think 'tis much that this
contentious storm invades us?
:04:41
Good my lord, enter here.
:04:44
Prithee, go in thyself,
seek thine own ease.
:04:47
This tempest will not give me leave
to ponder on things that hurt me more.
:04:51
But I'll go in.
:04:57
In, boy, go first.
You houseless poverty.