The Bodleian First Folio

A digital facsimile of the First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Bodleian Arch. G c.7.



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Act: 4 - Scene: 7

Her. I come to thee for charitable License,

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Her. That we may wander ore this bloody field,

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Her. To booke our dead, and then to bury them,

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Her. To sort our Nobles from our common men.

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Her. For many of our Princes (woe the while)

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Her. Lye drown'd and soak'd in mercenary blood:

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Her. So do our vulgar drench their peasant limbes

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Her. In blood of Princes, and with wounded steeds

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Her. Fret fet-locke deepe in gore, and with wilde rage

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Her. Yerke out their armed heeles at their dead masters,

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Her. Killing them twice. O giue vs leaue great King,

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Her. To view the field in safety, and dispose

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Her. Of their dead bodies.

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Kin. Kin.

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Kin. I tell thee truly Herald,

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Kin. I know not if the day be ours or no,

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Kin. For yet a many of your horsemen peere,

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Kin. And gallop ore the field.

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Her. Her.

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Her. The day is yours.