Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. Or something, hath the nothing that I greeue,
Qu. 'Tis in reuersion that I do possesse,
Qu. But what it is, that is not yet knowne, what
Qu. I cannot name, 'tis namelesse woe I wot.
Qu. Enter Greene.
Gree. Gree.
Gree. Heauen saue your Maiesty, and wel met Gentle (men:
Gree. I hope the King is not yet shipt for Ireland.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Why hop'st thou so? Tis better hope he is:
Qu. For his designes craue hast, his hast good hope,
Qu. Then wherefore dost thou hope he is not shipt?
Gre. Gre.
Gre. That he our hope, might haue retyr'd his power,
Gre. and driuen into dispaire an enemies hope,
Gre. Who strongly hath set footing in this Land.
Gre. The banish'd Bullingbrooke repeales himselfe,
Gre. And with vp‑lifted Armes is safe arriu'd
Gre. At Rauenspurg.