Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Arch. And publish the occasion of our Armes.
Arch. The Common‑wealth is sicke of their owne Choice,
Arch. Their ouer‑greedy loue hath surfetted:
Arch. An habitation giddy, and vnsure
Arch. Hath he that buildeth on the vulgar heart.
Arch. O thou fond Many, with what loud applause
Arch. Did'st thou beate heauen with blessing Bullingbrooke,
Arch. Before he was, what thou would'st haue him be?
Arch. And being now trimm'd in thine owne desires,
Arch. Thou (beastly Feeder)art so full of him,
Arch. That thou prouok'st thy selfe to cast him vp.
Arch. So, so, (thou common Dogge) did'st thou disgorge
Arch. Thy glutton‑bosome of the Royall Richard,
Arch. And now thou would'st eate thy dead vomit vp,
Arch. And howl'st to finde it. What trust is in these Times?
Arch. They, that when Richard liu'd, would haue him dye,
Arch. Are now become enamour'd on his graue.
Arch. Thou that threw'st dust vpon his goodly head
Arch. When through proud London he came sighing on,
Arch. After th'admired heeles of Bullingbrooke,