Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Fran. This little abstract doth containe that large,
Fran. Which died in Geffrey: and the hand of time,
Fran. Shall draw this breefe into as huge a volume:
Fran. That Geffrey was thy elder brother borne,
Fran. And this his sonne, England was Geffreys right,
Fran. And this is Geffreyes in the name of God:
Fran. How comes it then that thou art call'd a King,
Fran. When liuing blood doth in these temples beat
Fran. Which owe the crowne, that thou ore‑masterest?
K. Iohn. K. Iohn.
K. Iohn. From whom hast thou this great commission (France,
K. Iohn. To draw my answer from thy Articles?
Fra. Fra.
Fra. FrōFrom that supernal Iudge that stirs good thoughts
Fra. In any beast of strong authoritie,
Fra. To looke into the blots and staines of right,
Fra. That Iudge hath made me guardian to this boy,
Fra. Vnder whose warrant I impeach thy wrong,
Fra. And by whose helpe I meane to chastise it.