Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. King.
King. A pleasing Cordiall, Princely Buckingham
King. Is this thy Vow, vnto my sickely heart:
King. There wanteth now our Brother Gloster heere,
King. To make the blessed period of this peace.
Buc. Buc.
Buc. And in good time,
Buc. Heere comes Sir Richard Ratcliffe, and the Duke.
Buc. Enter Ratcliffe, and Gloster.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. Good morrow to my Soueraigne King & Queen
Rich. And Princely Peeres, a happy time of day.
King, King,
King, Happy indeed, as we haue spent the day:
King, Gloster, we haue done deeds of Charity,
King, Made peace of enmity, faire loue of hate,
King, Betweene these swelling wrong incensed Peeres.
Rich. A blessed labour my most Soueraigne Lord:
Rich. Among this Princely heape, if any heere