Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
Title: Search
Bull. Enter Barkely.
North. North.
North. It is my Lord of Barkely, as I ghesse.
Bark. Bark.
Bark. My Lord of Hereford, my Message is to you.
Bull. Bull.
Bull. My Lord, my Answere is to Lancaster,
Bull. And I am come to seeke that Name in England,
Bull. And I must finde that Title in your Tongue,
Bull. Before I make reply to aught you say.
Bark. Mistake me not, my Lord, 'tis not my meaning
Bark. To raze one Title of your Honor out.
Bark. To you, my Lord, I come (what Lord you will)
Bark. From the most glorious of this Land,
Bark. The Duke of Yorke, to know what pricks you on
Bark. To take aduantage of the absent time,
Bark. And fright our Natiue Peace with selfe‑borne Armes.
Bark. Enter Yorke.