Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Bast.
Bast. Who didst thou leaue to tend his Maiesty?
Hub. Hub.
Hub. Why know you not? The Lords are all come
Hub. backe,
Hub. And brought Prince Henry in their companie,
Hub. At whose request the king hath pardon'd them,
Hub. And they are all about his Maiestie.
Bast. With‑hold thine indignation, mighty heauen,
Bast. And tempt vs not to beare aboue our power.
Bast. Ile tell thee Hubert, halfe my power this night
Bast. Passing these Flats, are taken by the Tide,
Bast. These Lincolne‑Washes haue deuoured them,
Bast. My selfe, well mounted, hardly haue escap'd.
Bast. Away before: Conduct me to the king,
Bast. I doubt he will be dead, or ere I come.
Bast. Exeunt
Bast. Scena Septima.
Bast. [Act 5, Scene 7]