Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Buck. request?
Catesby. Catesby.
Catesby. He doth entreat your Grace, my Noble Lord,
Catesby. To visit him to morrow, or next day:
Catesby. He is within, with two right reuerend Fathers,
Catesby. Diuinely bent to Meditation,
Catesby. And in no Worldly suites would he be mou'd,
Catesby. To draw him from his holy Exercise.
Buck. Buck.
Buck. Returne, good Catesby, to the gracious Duke,
Buck. Tell him, my selfe, the Maior and Aldermen,
Buck. In deepe designes, in matter of great moment,
Buck. No lesse importing then our generall good,
Buck. Are come to haue some conference with his Grace.
Catesby. Ile signifie so much vnto him straight.
Catesby. Exit.
Buck. Ah ha, my Lord, this Prince is not an Edward,
Buck. He is not lulling on a lewd Loue‑Bed,