Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dut. A God on earth thou art.
Bul. Bul.
Bul. But for our trusty brother‑in‑Law, the Abbot,
Bul. With all the rest of that consorted crew,
Bul. Destruction straight shall dogge them at the heeles:
Bul. Good Vnckle helpe order seuerall powres
Bul. To Oxford, or where ere these Traitors are:
Bul. They shall not liue within this world I sweare,
Bul. But I will haue them, if I once know where.
Bul. Vnckle farewell, and Cosin adieu:
Bul. Your mother well hath praid, and proue you true.
Dut. Dut.
Dut. Come my old son, I pray heauen make thee new.
Dut. Exeunt.
Dut. [Act 5, Scene 4]
Dut. Enter Exton and Seruants.
Ext. Ext.
Ext. Didst thou not marke the King what words hee
Ext. spake?
Ext. Haue I no friend will rid me of this liuing feare: