Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Makes him oppose himselfe against his King.
Clif. Clif.
Clif. He is a Traitor, let him to the Tower,
Clif. And chop away that factious pate of his.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. He is atrested arrested , but will not obey:
Qu. His sonnes (he sayes) shall giue their words for him.
Yor. Yor.
Yor. Will you not Sonnes?
Edw. Edw.
Edw. I Noble Father, if our words will serue.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. And if words will not, then our Weapons shal.
Clif. Why what a brood of Traitors haue we heere?
Yorke. Yorke.
Yorke. Looke in a Glasse, and call thy Image so.
Yorke. I am thy King, and thou a false‑heart Traitor:
Yorke. Call hither to the stake my two braue Beares,
Yorke. That with the very shaking of their Chaines,