Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Edw. What then remaines, we being thus arriu'd
Edw. From Rauenspurre Hauen, before the Gates of Yorke,
Edw. But that we enter, as into our Dukedome?
Rich. Rich.
Rich. The Gates made fast?
Rich. Brother, I like not this.
Rich. For many men that stumble at the Threshold,
Rich. Are well fore‑told, that danger lurkes within.
Edw. Edw.
Edw. Tush man, aboadments must not now affright vs:
Edw. By faire or foule meanes we must enter in,
Edw. For hither will our friends repaire to vs.
Hast. Hast.
Hast. My Liege, Ile knocke once more, to summon
Hast. them.
Hast. Enter on the Walls, the Maior of Yorke,
Hast. and his Brethren.
Maior. Maior.
Maior. My Lords,
Maior. We were fore‑warned of your comming,