Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. As 'twer in Loues particular, be more
King. To me your Friend, then any.
Car. Car.
Car. I do professe,
Car. That for your Highnesse good, I euer labour'd
Car. More then mine owne: that am, haue, and will be
Car. (Though all the world should cracke their duty to you,
Car. And throw it from their Soule, though perils did
Car. Abound, as thicke as thought could make 'em, and
Car. Appeare in formes more horrid) yet my Duty,
Car. As doth a Rocke against the chiding Flood,
Car. Should the approach of this wilde Riuer breake,
Car. And stand vnshaken yours.
King. King.
King. 'Tis Nobly spoken:
King. Take notice Lords, he ha's a Loyall brest,
King. For you haue seene him open't. Read o're this,
King. And after this, and then to Breakfast with
King. What appetite you haue.
King. Exit King, frowning vpon the Cardinall, the Nobles