Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ric. Ric.
Ric. We will our selfe in person to this warre,
Ric. And for our Coffers, with too great a Court,
Ric. And liberall Largesse, are growne somewhat light,
Ric. We are inforc'd to farme our royall Realme,
Ric. The Reuennew whereof shall furnish vs
Ric. For our affayres in hand: if that come short
Ric. Our Substitutes at home shall haue Blanke‑charters:
Ric. Whereto, when they shall know what men are rich,
Ric. They shall subscribe them for large summes of Gold,
Ric. And send them after to supply our wants:
Ric. For we will make for Ireland presently.
Ric. Enter Bushy.
Ric. Bushy, what newes?
Bu. Bu.
Bu. Old Iohn of Gaunt is verie sicke my Lord,
Bu. Sodainly taken, and hath sent post haste
Bu. To entreat your Maiesty to visit him:
Ric. Where lyes he?