Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Enter Prince Henry, Salisburie, and Bigot.
Hen. Hen.
Hen. It is too late, the life of all his blood
Hen. Is touch'd, corruptible: and his pure braine
Hen. (Which some suppose the soules fraile dwelling house)
Hen. Doth by the idle Comments that it makes,
Hen. Fore‑tell the ending of mortality.
Hen. Enter Pembroke.
Pem. Pem.
Pem. His Highnesse yet doth speak, & holds beleefe,
Pem. That being brought into the open ayre,
Pem. It would allay the burning qualitie
Pem. Of that fell poison which assayleth him.
Hen. Let him be brought into the Orchard heere:
Hen. Doth he still rage?
Pem. He is more patient
Pem. Then when you left him; euen now he sung.