Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pan. Of all his people, and freeze vp their zeale,
Pan. That none so small aduantage shall step forth
Pan. To checke his reigne, but they will cherish it.
Pan. No naturall exhalation in the skie,
Pan. No scope of Nature, no distemper'd day,
Pan. No common winde, no customed euent,
Pan. But they will plucke away his naturall cause,
Pan. And call them Meteors, prodigies, and signes,
Pan. Abbortiues, presages, and tongues of heauen,
Pan. Plainly denouncing vengeance vpon Iohn.
Dol. Dol.
Dol. May be he will not touch yong Arthurs life,
Dol. But hold himselfe safe in his prisonment.
Pan. Pan.
Pan. O Sir, when he shall heare of your approach,
Pan. If that yong Arthur be not gone alreadie,
Pan. Euen at that newes he dies: and then the hearts
Pan. Of all his people shall reuolt from him,
Pan. And kisse the lippes of vnacquainted change,
Pan. And picke strong matter of reuolt, and wrath