Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Since I first cal'd my brothers father Dad.
Old Qu. Old Qu.
Old Qu. Son, list to this coniunction, make this match
Old Qu. Giue with our Neece a dowrie large enough,
Old Qu. For by this knot, thou shalt so surely tye
Old Qu. Thy now vnsur d assurance to the Crowne,
Old Qu. That yon greene boy shall haue no Sunne to ripe
Old Qu. The bloome that promiseth a mightie fruite.
Old Qu. I see a yeelding in the lookes of France:
Old Qu. Marke how they whisper, vrge them while their soules
Old Qu. Are capeable of this ambition,
Old Qu. Least zeale now melted by the windie breath
Old Qu. Of soft petitions, pittie and remorse,
Old Qu. Coole and congeale againe to what it was.
Hub. Hub.
Hub. Why answer not the double Maiesties,
Hub. This friendly treatie of our threatned Towne.
Fra. Fra.
Fra. Speake England first, that hath bin forward first
Fra. To speake vnto this Cittie: what say you?