Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cla. How could he stay till Warwicke made returne?
Som. Som.
Som. My Lords, forbeare this talke: heere comes the
Som. King.
Som. Flourish.
Som. Enter King Edward, Lady Grey, Penbrooke, Staf
Som. ford, Hastings: foure stand on one side,
Som. and foure on the other.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. And his well‑chosen Bride.
Clarence. Clarence.
Clarence. I minde to tell him plainly what I thinke.
King. King.
King. Now Brother of Clarence,
King. How like you our Choyce,
King. That you stand pensiue, as halfe malecontent?
Clarence. As well as Lewis of France,
Clarence. Or the Earle of Warwicke,
Clarence. Which are so weake of courage, and in iudgement,