Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. At Couentree, vpon S.Saint Lamberts day:
King. There shall your swords and Lances arbitrate
King. The swelling difference of your setled hate:
King. Since we cannot attone you, you shall see
King. Iustice designe the Victors Chiualrie.
King. Lord Marshall, command our Officers at Armes,
King. Be readie to direct these home Alarmes.
King. Exeunt.
King. Scæna Secunda.
King. [Act 1, Scene 2]
King. Enter Gaunt, and Dutchesse of Gloucester.
Gaunt. Gaunt.
Gaunt. Alas, the part I had in Glousters blood,
Gaunt. Doth more solicite me then your exclaimes,
Gaunt. To stirre against the Butchers of his life.
Gaunt. But
Gaunt. The life and death of Richard the second.
Gaunt. But since correction lyeth in those hands
Gaunt. Which made the fault that we cannot correct,
Gaunt. Put we our quarrell to the will of heauen,