Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mow. Each day still better others happinesse,
Mow. Vntill the heauens enuying earths good hap,
Mow. Adde an immortall title to your Crowne.
King. King.
King. We thanke you both, yet one but flatters vs,
King. As well appeareth by the cause you come,
King. Namely, to appeale each other of high treason.
King. Coosin of Hereford, what dost thou obiect
King. Against the Duke of Norfolke, Thomas Mowbray?
Bul. Bul.
Bul. First, heauen be the record to my speech,
Bul. In the deuotion of a subiects loue,
Bul. Tendering the precious safetie of my Prince,
Bul. And free from other misbegotten hate,
Bul. Come I appealant to this Princely presence.
Bul. Now Thomas Mowbray do I turne to thee,
Bul. And marke my greeting well: for what I speake,
Bul. My body shall make good vpon this earth,
Bul. Or my diuine soule answer it in heauen.
Bul. Thou art a Traitor, and a Miscreant;