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Prin.
I did, I saw him dead,
Breathlesse and bleeding on the ground: Art thou aliue?
Or is it fantasie that playes vpon our eye‑sight?
I prethee speake, we will not trust our eyes
Without our eares. Thou art not what thou seem'st.