Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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L. Bar. My Lord, I ouer‑rod him on the way;
L. Bar. And he is furnish'd with no certainties,
L. Bar. More then he (haply) may retaile from me.
Nor. Nor.
Nor. Now Trauers, what good tidings comes frō from you?
Nor. Tra.
Nor. The Second Part of King Henry the Fourth
Tra. Tra.
Tra. My Lord, Sit Iohn Vmfreuill turn'd me backe
Tra. With ioyfull tydings; and (being better hors'd)
Tra. Out‑rod me. After him, came spurring head
Tra. A Gentleman (almost fore‑spent with speed)
Tra. That stopp'd by me, to breath his bloodied horse.
Tra. He ask'd the way to Chester: And of him
Tra. I did demand what Newes from Shrewsbury:
Tra. He told me, that Rebellion had ill lucke,
Tra. And that yong Harry Percies Spurre was cold.
Tra. With that he gaue his able Horse the head,
Tra. And bending forwards strooke his able heeles
Tra. Against the panting sides of his poore Iade