Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Crom. Yes.
Norf. Norf.
Norf. Who waits there?
Keep. Keep.
Keep. Without my Noble Lords?
Gard. Gard.
Gard. Yes.
Keep. My Lord Archbishop:
Keep. And ha's done halfe an houre to know your pleasures.
Chan. Chan.
Chan. Let him come in.
Keep. Your Grace may enter now.
Keep. Cranmer approches the Councell Table.
Chan. My good Lord Archbishop, I'm very sorry
Chan. To sit heere at this present, and behold
Chan. That Chayre stand empty: But we all are men
Chan. In our owne natures fraile, and capable