Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bul. Bul.
Bul. We thank thee gentle Percy for thy paines,
Bul. And to thy worth will adde right worthy gaines.
Bul. Enter Fitz‑waters.
Fitz. Fitz.
Fitz. My Lord, I haue from Oxford sent to London,
Fitz. The heads of Broccas, and Sir Bennet Seely,
Fitz. Two of the dangerous consorted Traitors,
Fitz. That sought at Oxford, thy dire ouerthrow.
Bul. Thy paines Fitzwaters shall not be forgot,
Bul. Right Noble is thy merit, well I wot.
Bul. Enter Percy and Carlile.
Per. Per.
Per. The grand Conspirator, Abbot of Westminster,
Per. With clog of Conscience, and sowre Melancholly,
Per. Hath yeelded vp his body to the graue:
Per. But heere is Carlile, liuing to abide
Per. Thy Kingly doome, and sentence of his pride.