Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. For God doth know, how many now in health,
King. Shall drop their blood, in approbation
King. Of what your reuerence shall incite vs to.
King. Therefore take heed how you impawne our Person,
King. How you awake our sleeping Sword of Warre;
King. We charge you in the Name of God take heed:
King. For neuer two such Kingdomes did contend,
King. Without much fall of blood, whose guiltlesse drops
King. Are euery one, a Woe, a sore Complaint,
King. 'Gainst him, whose wrongs giues edge vnto the Swords,
King. That makes such waste in briefe mortalitie.
King. Vnder this Coniuration, speake my Lord:
King. For we will heare, note, and beleeue in heart,
King. That what you speake, is in your Conscience washt,
King. As pure as sinne with Baptisme.
B. Can. B. Can.
B. Can. Then heare me gracious Soueraign, & you Peers,
B. Can. That owe your selues, your liues, and seruices,
B. Can. To this Imperiall Throne. There is no barre
B. Can. To make against your Highnesse Clayme to France,