Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Richm. Richm.
Richm. Good night good Captaine Blunt:
Richm. Come Gentlemen,
Richm. Let vs consult vpon to morrowes Businesse;
Richm. Into my Tent, the Dew is rawe and cold.
Richm. They withdraw into the Tent.
Richm. Enter Richard, Ratcliffe, Norfolke, & Catesby.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. What is't a Clocke?
Cat. Cat.
Cat. It's Supper time my Lord, it's nine a clocke.
King. King.
King. I will not sup to night,
King. Giue me some Inke and Paper:
King. What, is my Beauer easier then it was?
King. And all my Armour laid into my Tent?
Cat. It is my Liege: and all things are in readinesse.
Rich. Good Norfolke, hye thee to thy charge,