Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Westm. Shall we call in th'Ambassador, my Liege?
King. King.
King. Not yet, my Cousin: we would be resolu'd,
King. Before we heare him, of some things of weight,
King. That taske our thoughts, concerning vs and France.
King. Enter two Bishops.
B. Cant. B. Cant.
B. Cant. God and his Angels guard your sacred Throne,
B. Cant. And make you long become it.
King. Sure we thanke you.
King. My learned Lord, we pray you to proceed,
King. And iustly and religiously vnfold,
King. Why the Law Salike, that they haue in France,
King. Or should or should not barre vs in our Clayme:
King. And God forbid, my deare and faithfull Lord,
King. That you should fashion, wrest, or bow your reading,
King. Or nicely charge your vnderstanding Soule,
King. With opening Titles miscreate, whose right
King. Sutes not in natiue colours with the truth: