Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. How chance thou art not with the Prince, thy Brother?
King. Hee loues thee, and thou do'st neglect him (Thomas.)
King. Thou hast a better place in his Affection,
King. Then all thy Brothers: cherish it (my Boy)
King. And Noble Offices thou may'st effect
King. Of Mediation (after I am dead)
King. Betweene his Greatnesse, and thy other Brethren.
King. Therefore omit him not: blunt not his Loue,
King. Nor loose the good aduantage of his Grace,
King. By seeming cold, or carelesse of his will.
King. For hee is gracious, if hee be obseru'd
King. Hee hath a Teare for Pitie, and a Hand
King. Open (as Day) for melting Charitie:
King. Yet notwithstanding, being incens'd, hee's Flint,
King. As humorous as Winter, and as sudden,
King. As Flawes congealed in the Spring of day.
King. His temper therefore must be well obseru'd:
King. Chide him for faults, and doe it reuerently,
King. When you perceiue his blood enclin'd to mirth:
King. But being moodie, giue him Line, and scope,