I will conceale all yet, and give more time
To D'Ambois triall, now upon my hooke;
He awes my throat; else, like Sybillas cave,
It should breath oracles; I feare him strangely,
And may resemble his advanced valour
Unto a spirit rais'd without a circle,
Endangering him that ignorantly rais'd him,
And for whose furie he hath learn'd no limit.
[337-391] Whose there . . . sweet heart! A omits, though 382-5, with some variations, appear as 326 (half-line)—330 in B. Cf. preceding note.
[358] D'Ambois . . . lord. So punctuated by ed.; B has: D'Ambois! why my lord?
[394] browes. A, head.
[397] Prince. A, Sir.
[400-408] Why wrongfull . . . oftentimes. A omits.
[409] Put me in some little doubt. A, This still hath made me doubt.
[410] therefore now. A, for me then.
[413-414] How . . . friendship. A omits.
[414-416] Then . . . not yours. Omitted in A, which has instead: Come, doe not doubt me, and command mee all things.