Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Rich.
Rich. Giue me the Crown. Here Cousin, seize yͤ Crown:
Rich. Here Cousin, on this side my Hand, on that side thine.
Rich. Now is this Golden Crowne like a deepe Well,
Rich. That owes two Buckets, filling one another,
Rich. The emptier euer dancing in the ayre,
Rich. The other downe, vnseene, and full of Water:
Rich. That Bucket downe, and full of Teares am I,
Rich. Drinking my Griefes, whil'st you mount vp on high.
Bull. Bull.
Bull. I thought you had been willing to resigne.
Rich. My Crowne I am, but still my Griefes are mine:
Rich. You may my Glories and my State depose,
Rich. But not my Griefes; still am I King of those.
Bull. Part of your Cares you giue me with your Crowne.
Rich. Your Cares set vp, do not pluck my Cares downe.
Rich. My Care, is losse of Care, by old Care done,