Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Therefore away with vs to Killingworth.
Say. Say.
Say. So might your Graces person be in danger:
Say. The sight of me is odious in their eyes:
Say. And therefore in this Citty will I stay,
Say. And liue alone as secret as I may.
Say. Enter another Messenger.
Mess. Mess.
Mess. Iacke Cade hath gotten London‑bridge.
Mess. The Citizens flye and forsake their houses:
Mess. The Rascall people, thirsting after prey,
Mess. Ioyne with the Traitor, and they ioyntly sweare
Mess. To spoyle the City, and your Royall Court.
Buc. Buc.
Buc. Then linger not my Lord, away, take horse.
King. King.
King. Come Margaret, God our hope will succor vs.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. My hope is gone, now Suffolke is deceast.