Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clar. Clar.
Clar. Or else you would not haue bestow'd the Heire
Clar. Of the Lord Bonuill on your new Wiues Sonne,
Clar. And leaue your Brothers to goe speede elsewhere.
King. King.
King. Alas, poore Clarence: is it for a Wife
King. That thou art malecontent? I will prouide thee.
Clarence. Clarence.
Clarence. In chusing for your selfe,
Clarence. You shew'd your iudgement:
Clarence. Which being shallow, you shall giue me leaue
Clarence. To play the Broker in mine owne behalfe;
Clarence. And to that end, I shortly minde to leaue you.
King. Leaue me, or tarry, Edward will be King,
King. And not be ty'd vnto his Brothers will.
Lady Grey. Lady Grey.
Lady Grey. My Lords, before it pleas'd his Maiestie
Lady Grey. To rayse my state to Title of a Queene,
Lady Grey. Doe me but right, and you must all confesse,