Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dolph. No Prophet will I trust, if shee proue false.
Dolph. Exeunt.
Dolph. [Act 1, Scene 3]
Dolph. Enter Gloster, with his Seruing‑men.
Glost. Glost.
Glost. I am come to suruey the Tower this day;
Glost. Since Henries death, I feare there is Conueyance:
Glost. Where be these Warders, that they wait not here?
Glost. Open the Gates, 'tis Gloster that calls.
1. Warder. 1. Warder.
1. Warder. Who's there, that knocks so imperiously?
Glost. 1. Man. Glost. 1. Man.
Glost. 1. Man. It is the Noble Duke of Gloster.
2. Warder. 2. Warder.
2. Warder. Who ere he be, you may not be let in.
1. Man. 1. Man.
1. Man. Villaines, answer you so the Lord Protector?
1. Warder. The Lord protect him, so we answer him,
1. Warder. We doe no otherwise then wee are will'd.