Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cran. I humbly thanke your Highnesse,
Cran. And am right glad to catch this good occasion
Cran. Most throughly to be winnowed, where my Chaffe
Cran. And Corne shall flye asunder. For I know
Cran. There's none stands vnder more calumnious tongues,
Cran. Then I my selfe, poore man.
King. King.
King. Stand vp, good Canterbury,
King. Thy Truth, and thy Integrity is rooted
King. In vs thy Friend. Giue me thy hand, stand vp,
King. Prythee let's walke. Now by my Holydame,
King. What manner of man are you? My Lord, I look'd
King. You would haue giuen me your Petition, that
King. I should haue tane some paines, to bring together
King. Your selfe, and your Accusers, and to haue heard you
King. Without indurance further.
Cran. Cran.
Cran. Most dread Liege,
Cran. The good I stand on, is my Truth and Honestie:
Cran. If they shall faile, I with mine Enemies