Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Dolphin. Take vp the English short, and let them know
Dolphin. Of what a Monarchie you are the Head:
Dolphin. Selfe-loue, my Liege, is not so vile a sinne,
Dolphin. As selfe-neglecting.
Dolphin. Enter Exeter.
King. King.
King. From our Brother of England?
Exe. Exe.
Exe. From him, and thus he greets your Maiestie:
Exe. He wills you in the Name of God Almightie,
Exe. That you deuest your selfe, and lay apart
Exe. The borrowed Glories, that by gift of Heauen,
Exe. By Law of Nature, and of Nations, longs
Exe. To him and to his Heires, namely, the Crowne,
Exe. And all wide-stretched Honors, that pertaine
Exe. By Custome, and the Ordinance of Times,
Exe. Vnto the Crowne of France: that you may know
Exe. 'Tis no sinister, nor no awk-ward Clayme,
Exe. Pickt from the worme-holes of long-vanisht dayes,
Exe. Nor from the dust of old Obliuion rakt,