Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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North. North.
North. Haue you forgot the Duke of Hereford (Boy.)
Percie. Percie.
Percie. No, my good Lord; for that is not forgot
Percie. Which ne're I did remember: to my knowledge,
Percie. I neuer in my life did looke on him.
North. Then learne to know him now: this is the
North. Duke.
Percie. My gracious Lord, I tender you my seruice,
Percie. Such as it is, being tender, raw, and young,
Percie. Which elder dayes shall ripen, and confirme
Percie. To more approued seruice, and desert.
Bull. Bull.
Bull. I thanke thee gentle Percie, and be sure
Bull. I count my selfe in nothing else so happy,
Bull. As in a Soule remembring my good Friends:
Bull. And as my Fortune ripens with thy Loue,
Bull. It shall be still thy true Loues recompence,