Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mes. Mes.
Mes. My Lord, he doth deny to come.
King. King.
King. Off with his sonne Georges head.
Nor. Nor.
Nor. My Lord, the Enemy is past the Marsh:
Nor. After the battaile, let George Stanley dye.
King. A thousand hearts are great within my bosom.
King. Aduance our Standards, set vpon our Foes,
King. Our Ancient word of Courage, faire SSaint George
King. Inspire vs with the spleene of fiery Dragons:
King. Vpon them, Victorie sits on our helpes.
King. [Act 5, Scene 4]
King. Alarum, excursions. Enter Catesby.
Cat. Cat.
Cat. Rescue my Lord of Norfolke,
Cat. Rescue, Rescue:
Cat. The King enacts more wonders then a man,
Cat. Daring an opposite to euery danger: