Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Is straight way calme, and boorded with a Pyrate.
King. But now is Cade driuen backe, his men dispierc'd,
King. And now is Yorke in Armes, to second him.
King. I pray thee Buckingham go and meete him,
King. And aske him what's the reason of these Armes:
King. Tell him, Ile send Duke Edmund to the Tower,
King. And Somerset we will commit thee thither,
King. Vntill his Army be dismist from him.
Somerset. Somerset.
Somerset. My Lord,
Somerset. Ile yeelde my selfe to prison willingly,
Somerset. Or vnto death, to do my Countrey good.
King. King.
King. In any case, be not to rough in termes,
King. For he is fierce, and cannot brooke hard Language.
Buc. Buc.
Buc. I will my Lord, and doubt not so to deale,
Buc. As all things shall redound vnto your good.
King. Come wife, let's in, and learne to gouern better,