Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Is prisoner to the Bishop here, at whose hands
Rich. He hath good vsage, and great liberty,
Rich. And often but attended with weake guard,
Rich. Come hunting this way to disport himselfe.
Rich. I haue aduertis'd him by secret meanes,
Rich. That if about this houre he make this way,
Rich. Vnder the colour of his vsuall game,
Rich. He shall heere finde his Friends with Horse and Men,
Rich. To set him free from his Captiuitie.
Rich. Enter King Edward, and a Huntsman
Rich. with him.
Huntsman. Huntsman.
Huntsman. This way my Lord,
Huntsman. For this way lies the Game.
King Edw. King Edw.
King Edw. Nay this way man,
King Edw. See where the Huntsmen stand.
King Edw. Now Brother of Gloster, Lord Hastings, and the rest,
King Edw. Stand you thus close to steale the Bishops Deere?
Rich. Rich.