Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glo. To raise a mutiny betwixt your selues.
Glo. Let me perswade you take a better course.
Exet. Exet.
Exet. It greeues his Highnesse,
Exet. Good my Lords, be Friends.
King. King.
King. Come hither you that would be Combatants:
King. Henceforth I charge you, as you loue our fauour,
King. Quite to forget this Quarrell, and the cause.
King. And you my Lords: Remember where we are,
King. In France, amongst a fickle wauering Nation:
King. If they perceyue dissention in our lookes,
King. And that within our selues we disagree;
King. How will their grudging stomackes be prouok'd
King. To wilfull Disobedience, and Rebell?
King. Beside, What infamy will there arise,
King. When Forraigne Princes shall be certified,
King. That for a toy, a thing of no regard,
King. King Henries Peeres, and cheefe Nobility,
King. Destroy'd themselues, and lost the Realme of France?