Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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North. Well hast thou spoken, Cousin be it so.
Henry. Henry.
Henry. Ah, know you not the Citie fauours them,
Henry. And they haue troupes of Souldiers at their beck?
Westm. Westm.
Westm. But when the Duke is slaine, they'le quickly
Westm. flye.
Henry. Farre be the thought of this from Henries heart,
Henry. To make a Shambles of the Parliament House.
Henry. Cousin of Exeter, frownes, words, and threats,
Henry. Shall be the Warre that Henry meanes to vse.
Henry. Thou factious Duke of Yorke descend my Throne,
Henry. And kneele for grace and mercie at my feet,
Henry. I am thy Soueraigne.
Yorke. Yorke.
Yorke. I am thine.
Exet. Exet.
Exet. For shame come downe, he made thee Duke of
Exet. Yorke.