Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bran. I am sorry,
Bran. To see you tane from liberty, to looke on
Bran. The busines present. Tis his Highnes pleasure
Bran. You shall to th'Tower.
Buck. Buck.
Buck. It will helpe me nothing
Buck. To plead mine Innocence; for that dye is on me
Buck. Which makes my whit'st part, black. The will of Heau'n
Buck. Be done in this and all things: I obey.
Buck. O my Lord Aburgany: Fare you well.
Bran. Bran.
Bran. Nay, he must beare you company. The King
Bran. Is pleas'd you shall to th'Tower, till you know
Bran. How he determines further.
Abur. Abur.
Abur. As the Duke said,
Abur. The will of Heauen be done, and the Kings pleasure
Abur. By me obey'd.
Bran. Here is a warrant from