Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. King.
King. Auoyd the Gallery.
King. Louel seemes to stay.
King. Ha? I haue said. Be gone.
King. What?
King. Exeunt Louell and Denny.
Cran. Cran.
Cran. I am fearefull: Wherefore frownes he thus?
Cran. 'Tis his Aspect of Terror. All's not well.
King. How now my Lord?
King. You do desire to know wherefore
King. I sent for you.
Cran. It is my dutie
Cran. T'attend your Highnesse pleasure.
King. Pray you arise
King. My good and gracious Lord of Canterburie:
King. Come, you and I must walke a turne together: