Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hot. Betwixt my Loue, and your high Maiesty.
Blunt. Blunt.
Blunt. The circumstance considered, good my Lord,
Blunt. What euer Harry Percie then had said,
Blunt. To such a person, and in such a place,
Blunt. At such a time, with all the rest retold,
Blunt. May reasonably dye, and neuer rise
Blunt. To do him wrong, or any way impeach
Blunt. What then he said, so he vnsay it now.
King. King.
King. Why yet doth deny his Prisoners,
King. But with Prouiso and Exception,
King. That we at our owne charge, shall ransome straight
King. His Brother‑in‑Law, the foolish Mortimer,
King. Who (in my soule) hath wilfully betraid
King. The liues of those, that he did leade to Fight,
King. Against the great Magitian, damn'd Glendower:
King. Whole daughter (as we heare) the Earle of March
King. Hath lately married. Shall our Coffers then,
King. Be emptied, to redeeme a Traitor home?