Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bull. And lay the Summers dust with showers of blood,
Bull. Rayn'd from the wounds of slaughter'd Englishmen;
Bull. The which, how farre off from the mind of Bullingbrooke
Bull. It is, such Crimson Tempest should bedrench
Bull. The fresh greene Lap of faire King Richards Land,
Bull. My stooping dutie tenderly shall shew.
Bull. Goe signifie as much, while here we march
Bull. Vpon the Grassie Carpet of this Plaine:
Bull. Let's march without the noyse of threatning Drum,
Bull. That from this Castles tatter'd Battlements
Bull. Our faire Appointments may be well perus'd.
Bull. Me thinkes King Richard and my selfe should meet
Bull. With no lesse terror then the Elements
Bull. Of Fire and Water, when their thundring smoake
Bull. At meeting teares the cloudie Cheekes of Heauen:
Bull. Be he the fire, Ile be the yeelding Water;
Bull. The Rage be his, while on the Earth I raine
Bull. My Waters on the Earth, and not on him.
Bull. March on, and marke King Richard how he lookes.
Bull. Parle without, and answere within: then a Flourish.