| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| Thou that so stoutly hath resisted me, | Thou that so stoutly hath resisted me, | 3H6 II.v.79 |
| Giue me thy Gold, if thou hast any Gold: | Give me thy gold, if thou hast any gold; | 3H6 II.v.80 |
| For I haue bought it with an hundred blowes. | For I have bought it with an hundred blows. | 3H6 II.v.81 |
| But let me see: Is this our Foe-mans face? | But let me see: is this our foeman's face? | 3H6 II.v.82 |
| Ah, no, no, no, it is mine onely Sonne. | Ah, no, no, no, it is mine only son! | 3H6 II.v.83 |
| Ah Boy, if any life be left in thee, | Ah, boy, if any life be left in thee, | 3H6 II.v.84 |
| Throw vp thine eye: see, see, what showres arise, | Throw up thine eye! See, see what showers arise, | 3H6 II.v.85 |
| Blowne with the windie Tempest of my heart, | Blown with the windy tempest of my heart, | 3H6 II.v.86 |
| Vpon thy wounds, that killes mine Eye, and Heart. | Upon thy wounds, that kills mine eye and heart! | 3H6 II.v.87 |
| O pitty God, this miserable Age! | O, pity, God, this miserable age! | 3H6 II.v.88 |
| What Stragems? how fell? how Butcherly? | What stratagems, how fell, how butcherly, | 3H6 II.v.89 |
| Erreoneous, mutinous, and vnnaturall, | Erroneous, mutinous, and unnatural, | 3H6 II.v.90 |
| This deadly quarrell daily doth beget? | This deadly quarrel daily doth beget! | 3H6 II.v.91 |
| O Boy! thy Father gaue thee life too soone, | O boy, thy father gave thee life too soon, | 3H6 II.v.92 |
| And hath bereft thee of thy life too late. | And hath bereft thee of thy life too late! | 3H6 II.v.93 |
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| How will my Wife, for slaughter of my Sonne, | How will my wife for slaughter of my son | 3H6 II.v.105 |
| Shed seas of Teares, and ne're be satisfi'd? | Shed seas of tears and ne'er be satisfied! | 3H6 II.v.106 |
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| Was euer Father so bemoan'd his Sonne? | Was ever father so bemoaned his son? | 3H6 II.v.110 |
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| These armes of mine shall be thy winding sheet: | These arms of mine shall be thy winding-sheet; | 3H6 II.v.114 |
| My heart (sweet Boy) shall be thy Sepulcher, | My heart, sweet boy, shall be thy sepulchre, | 3H6 II.v.115 |
| For from my heart, thine Image ne're shall go. | For from my heart thine image ne'er shall go; | 3H6 II.v.116 |
| My sighing brest, shall be thy Funerall bell; | My sighing breast shall be thy funeral bell; | 3H6 II.v.117 |
| And so obsequious will thy Father be, | And so obsequious will thy father be, | 3H6 II.v.118 |
| Men for the losse of thee, hauing no more, | Even for the loss of thee, having no more, | 3H6 II.v.119 |
| As Priam was for all his Valiant Sonnes, | As Priam was for all his valiant sons. | 3H6 II.v.120 |
| Ile beare thee hence, and let them fight that will, | I'll bear thee hence; and let them fight that will, | 3H6 II.v.121 |
| For I haue murthered where I should not kill. | For I have murdered where I should not kill. | 3H6 II.v.122 |