Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. And thou wilt haue me dye assur'd of it.
King. Thou hid'st a thousand Daggers in thy thoughts,
King. Which thou hast whetted on thy stonie heart,
King. To stab at halfe an howre of my Life.
King. What? canst thou not forbeare me halfe an howre?
King. Then
King. The second Part of King Henry the Fourth.
King. Then get thee gone, and digge my graue thy selfe,
King. And bid the merry Bels ring to thy eare
King. That thou art Crowned, not that I am dead.
King. Let all the Teares, that should bedew my Hearse
King. Be drops of Balme, to sanctifie thy head:
King. Onely compound me with forgotten dust.
King. Giue that, which gaue thee life, vnto the Wormes:
King. Plucke downe my Officers, breake my Decrees;
King. For now a time is come, to mocke at Forme.
King. Henry the fift is Crown'd: Vp Vanity,
King. Downe Royall state: All you sage Counsailors, hence:
King. And to the English Court, assemble now
King. From eu'ry Region, Apes of ldlenesse.