Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. By false intelligence, or wrong surmize
Rich. Hold me a Foe: If I vnwillingly, or in my rage,
Rich. Haue ought committed that is hardly borne,
Rich. To any in this presence, I desir
Rich. To reconcile me to his Friendly peace:
Rich. 'Tis death to me to be at enmitie:
Rich. I hate it, and desire all good mens loue,
Rich. First Madam, I intreate true peace of you,
Rich. Which I will purchase with my dutious seruice.
Rich. Of you my Noble Cosin Buckingham,
Rich. If euer any grudge were lodg'd betweene vs.
Rich. Of you and you, Lord Riuers and of Dorset,
Rich. That all without desert haue frown'd on me:
Rich. Of you Lord Wooduill, and Lord Scales of you,
Rich. Dukes, Earles, Lords, Gentlemen, indeed of all.
Rich. I do not know that Englishman aliue,
Rich. With whom my soule is any iot at oddes,
Rich. More then the Infant that is borne to night:
Rich. I thanke my God for my Humility.
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