Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Carl. That in a Christian Climate, Soules refin'de
Carl. Should shew so heynous, black, obscene a deed.
Carl. I speake to Subiects, and a Subiect speakes,
Carl. Stirr'd vp by Heauen, thus boldly for his King.
Carl. My Lord of Hereford here, whom you call King,
Carl. Is a foule Traytor to prowd Herefords King.
Carl. And if you Crowne him, let me prophecie,
Carl. The blood of English shall manure the ground,
Carl. And future Ages groane for his foule Act.
Carl. Peace shall goe sleepe with Turkes and Infidels,
Carl. And in this Seat of Peace, tumultuous Warres
Carl. Shall Kinne with Kinne, and Kinde with Kinde confound.
Carl. Disorder, Horror, Feare, and Mutinie
Carl. Shall here inhabite, and this Land be call'd
Carl. The field of Golgotha, and dead mens Sculls.
Carl. Oh, if you reare this House, against this House
Carl. It will the wofullest Diuision proue,
Carl. That euer fell vpon this cursed Earth.
Carl. Preuent it, resist it, and let it not be so,
Carl. Least Child, Childs Children cry against you, Woe.