Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mess. Doe craue admittance to your Maiestie.
King. King.
King. Weele giue them present audience.
King. Goe, and bring them.
King. You see this Chase is hotly followed, friends.
Dolphin. Dolphin.
Dolphin. Turne head, and stop pursuit: for coward Dogs
Dolphin. Most spend their mouths, whēwhen what they seem to threaten
Dolphin. Runs farre before them. Good my Soueraigne
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. 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