Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iohn. The Subiects of Heauens Substitute, my Father,
Iohn. And both against the Peace of Heauen, and him,
Iohn. Haue here vp‑swarmed them.
Bish. Bish.
Bish. Good my Lord of Lancaster,
Bish. I am not here against your Fathers Peace:
Bish. But (as I told my Lord of Westmerland)
Bish. The Time (mis‑order'd) doth in common sence
Bish. Crowd vs, and crush vs, to this monstrous Forme,
Bish. To hold our safetie vp. I sent your Grace
Bish. The parcels, and particulars of our Griefe,
Bish. The which hath been with scorne shou'd from the Court:
Bish. Whereon this Hydra‑Sonne of Warre is borne,
Bish. Whose dangerous eyes may well be charm'd asleepe,
Bish. With graunt of our most iust and right desires;
Bish. And true Obedience, of this Madnesse cur'd,
Bish. Stoope tamely to the foot of Maiestie.
Mow. Mow.
Mow. If not, wee readie are to trye our fortunes,
Mow. To the last man.