Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bull. By you vnhappied, and disfigur'd cleane:
Bull. You haue in manner with your sinfull houres
Bull. Made a Diuorce betwixt his Queene and him,
Bull. Broke the possession of a Royall Bed,
Bull. And stayn'd the beautie of a faire Queenes Cheekes,
Bull. With teares drawn frōfrom her eyes, with your foule wrongs.
Bull. My selfe a Prince, by fortune of my birth,
Bull. Neere to the King in blood, and neere in loue,
Bull. Till you did make him mis‑interprete me,
Bull. Haue stoopt my neck vnder your iniuries,
Bull. And sigh'd my English breath in forraine Clouds,
Bull. Eating the bitter bread of banishment:
Bull. While you haue fed vpon my Seignories,
Bull. Dis‑park'd my Parkes, and fell'd my forrest Woods;
Bull. From mine owne Windowes torne my Household Coat,
Bull. Raz'd out my Impresse, leauing me no signe,
Bull. Saue mens opinions, and my liuing blood,
Bull. To shew the World I am a Gentleman.
Bull. This, and much more, much more then twice all this,
Bull. Condemnes you to the death: see them deliuered ouer