Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Spirit. Let him shun Castles,
Spirit. Safer shall he be vpon the sandie Plaines,
Spirit. Then where Castles mounted stand.
Spirit. Haue done, for more I hardly can endure.
Bulling. Bulling.
Bulling. Discend to Darknesse, and the burning Lake:
Bulling. False fiend auoide.
Bulling. Thunder and Lightning. Exit Spirit.
Bulling. Enter the Duke of Yorke and the Duke of Buckingham
Bulling. with their Guard, and breake in.
Yorke. Yorke.
Yorke. Lay hands vpon these Traytors, and their trash:
Yorke. Beldam I thinke we watcht you at an ynch.
Yorke. What Madame, are you there? the King & Commonweale
Yorke. Are deepely indebted for this peece of paines;
Yorke. My Lord Protector will, I doubt it not,
Yorke. See you well guerdon'd for these good deserts.
Elianor. Elianor.
Elianor. Not halfe so bad as thine to Englands King,
Elianor. Iniurious Duke, that threatest where's no cause.