Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cran. Enuy, and crooked malice, nourishment;
Cran. Dare bite the best. I doe beseech your Lordships,
Cran. That in this case of Iustice, my Accusers,
Cran. Be what they will, may stand forth face to face,
Cran. And freely vrge against me.
Suff. Suff.
Suff. Nay, my Lord,
Suff. That cannot be; you are a Counsellor,
Suff. And by that vertue no man dare accuse you.
Gard. Gard.
Gard. My Lord, because we haue busines of more mo (ment,
Gard. We will be short with you. 'Tis his Highnesse pleasure
Gard. And our consent, for better tryall of you,
Gard. From hence you be committed to the Tower,
Gard. Where being but a priuate man againe,
Gard. You shall know many dare accuse you boldly,
Gard. More then (I feare) you are prouided for.
Cran. Cran.
Cran. Ah my good Lord of Winchester: I thanke you,
Cran. You are alwayes my good Friend, if your will passe,