Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. [Act 4, Scene 5]
King. Let there be no noyse made (my gentle friends)
King. Vnlesse some dull and fauourable hand
King. Will whisper Musicke to my wearie Spirit.
War. War.
War. Call for the Musicke in the other Roome.
King. King.
King. Set me the Crowne vpon my Pillow here.
Clar. Clar.
Clar. His eye is hollow, and hee changes much.
War. Lesse noyse, lesse noyse.
War. Enter Prince Henry.
P. Hen. P. Hen.
P. Hen. Who saw the Duke of Clarence?
Clar. I am here (Brother) full of heauinesse.
P. Hen. How now? Raine within doores, and none
P. Hen. abroad? How doth the King?