Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Richm. My Lord of Oxford, you Sir William Brandon,
Richm. And your Sir Walter Herbert stay with me:
Richm. The Earle of Pembroke keepes his Regiment;
Richm. Good Captaine Blunt, beare my goodnight to him,
Richm. And by the second houre in the Morning,
Richm. Desire the Earle to see me in my Tent:
Richm. Yet one thing more (good Captaine) do for me:
Richm. Where is Lord Stanley quarter'd, do you know?
Blunt. Blunt.
Blunt. Vnlesse I haue mistane his Colours much,
Blunt. (Which well I am assur'd I haue not done)
Blunt. His Regiment lies halfe a Mile at least
Blunt. South, from the mighty Power of the King.
Richm. Richm.
Richm. If without perill it be possible,
Richm. Sweet Blunt, make some good meanes to speak with him
Richm. And giue him from me, this most needfull Note.
Blunt. Vpon my life, my Lord, Ile vndertake it,
Blunt. And so God giue you quiet rest to night.