Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lord. Liues in the English Court, and is receyu'd
Lord. Of the most Pious Edward, with such grace,
Lord. That the maleuolence of Fortune, nothing
Lord. Takes from his high respect. Thither Macduffe
Lord. Is gone, to pray the Holy King, vpon his ayd
Lord. To wake Northumberland, and warlike Seyward,
Lord. That by the helpe of these (with him aboue)
Lord. To ratifie the Worke) we may againe
Lord. Giue to our Tables meate, sleepe to our Nights:
Lord. Free from our Feasts, and Banquets bloody kniues;
Lord. Do faithfull Homage, and receiue free Honors,
Lord. All which we pine for now. And this report
Lord. Hath so exasperate their King, that hee
Lord. Prepares for some attempt of Warre.
Len. Len.
Len. Sent he to Macduffe?
Lord. Lord.
Lord. He did: and with an absolute Sir, not I
Lord. The clowdy Messenger turnes me his backe,
Lord. And hums; as who should say, you'l rue the time