Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hot. Hot.
Hot. And if the diuell come and roare for them
Hot. I will not send them. I will after straight
Hot. And tell him so: for I will ease my heart,
Hot. Although it be with hazard of my head.
Nor. Nor.
Nor. What? drunke with choller? stay & pause a while,
Nor. Heere comes your Vnckle.
Nor. Enter Worcester.
Hot. Speake of Mortimer?
Hot. Yes, I will speake of him, and let my soule
Hot. Want mercy, if I do not ioyne with him.
Hot. In his behalfe, Ile empty all these Veines,
Hot. And shed my deere blood drop by drop i'th dust,
Hot. But I will lift the downfall Mortimer
Hot. As high i'th Ayre, as this Vnthankfull King,
Hot. As rhis Ingrate and Cankred Bullingbrooke.
Nor. Brother, the King hath made your Nephew mad