Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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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. Hot.
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
Wor. Wor.
Wor. Who strooke this heate vp after I was gone?
Hot. He will (forsooth) haue all my Prisoners: