Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glo. Glo.
Glo. The people feare me: for they doe obserue
Glo. Vnfather'd Heires, and loathly Births of Nature:
Glo. The Seasons change their manners, as the Yeere
Glo. Had found some Moneths asleep, and leap'd them ouer.
Clar. Clar.
Clar. The Riuer hath thrice flow'd, no ebbe betweene:
Clar. And the old folke (Times doting Chronicles)
Clar. Say it did so, a little time before
Clar. That our great Grand‑sire Edward sick'd, and dy'de.
Clar. gg4
Clar. War. Speake
Clar. The Second Part of King Henry the Fourth.
War. War.
War. Speake lower (Princes) for the King reco uers.
Glo. This Apoplexie will (certaine) be his end.
King. King.
King. I pray you take me vp, and beare me hence
King. Into some other Chamber: softly pray.