Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hast. And make pursuit, where he did meane no chase.
Hast. Goe, bid thy Master rise, and come to me,
Hast. And we will both together to the Tower,
Hast. Where he shall see the Bore will vse vs kindly.
Mess. Mess.
Mess. Ile goe, my Lord, and tell him what you say.
Mess. Exit.
Mess. Enter Catesby.
Cates. Cates.
Cates. Many good morrowes to my Noble Lord.
Hast. Hast.
Hast. Good morrow Catesby, you are early stirring:
Hast. What newes, what newes, in this our tott'ring State?
Cates. It is a reeling World indeed, my Lord:
Cates. And I beleeue will neuer stand vpright,
Cates. Till Richard weare the Garland of the Realme.
Hast. How weare the Garland?
Hast. Doest thou meane the Crowne?