Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Wor. And stop all sight‑holes, euery loope, from whence
Wor. The eye of reason may prie in vpon vs:
Wor. This absence of your Father drawes a Curtaine,
Wor. That shewes the ignorant a kinde of feare,
Wor. Before not dreamt of.
Hotsp. Hotsp.
Hotsp. You strayne too farre.
Hotsp. I rather of his absence make this vse:
Hotsp. It lends a Lustre and more great Opinion,
Hotsp. A larger Dare to your great Enterprize,
Hotsp. Then if the Earle were here: for men must thinke,
Hotsp. If we without his helpe, can make a Head
Hotsp. To push aginst the Kingdome; with his helpe,
Hotsp. We shall o're‑turne it topsie‑turuy downe:
Hotsp. Yet all goes well yet all our ioynts are whole.The bottom part of the letters on this line has been obscured by a paper strip covering a tear in the page.
Dowg. Dowg.
Dowg. As heart can thinke:
Dowg. There is not such a word spoke of in Scotland,
Dowg. At this Dreame of Feare.
Dowg. Enter Sir Richard Vernon.