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That dost not bite so nigh

As benefits forgot;

Though thou the waters warp,

Thy sting is not so sharp

As friend rememb’red not.

Heigh-ho, sing, etc.

Duke S.

If that you were the good Sir Rowland’s son,

As you have whisper’d faithfully you were,

And as mine eye doth his effigies witness

Most truly limn’d and living in your face,

Be truly welcome hither. I am the Duke

That lov’d your father. The residue of your fortune,

Go to my cave and tell me. Good old man,

Thou art right welcome as thy [master] is.

Support him by the arm. Give me your hand,

And let me all your fortunes understand.

Exeunt.

¶

Enter Duke [Frederick], Lords, and Oliver.

Duke F.

Not see him since? Sir, sir, that cannot be.

But were I not the better part made mercy,

I should not seek an absent argument

Of my revenge, thou present. But look to it:

Find out thy brother, wheresoe’er he is;

Seek him with candle; bring him dead or living

Within this twelvemonth, or turn thou no more

To seek a living in our territory.