Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Warw. Warw.
Warw. State holy, or vnhallow'd, what of that?
Warw. Is not his Grace Protector to the King?
Rich. Rich.
Rich. Plantagenet I see must hold his tongue,
Rich. Least it be said, Speake Sirrha when you should:
Rich. Must your bold Verdict enter talke with Lords?
Rich. Else would I haue a fling at Winchester.
King. King.
King. Vnckles of Gloster, and of Winchester,
King. The speciall Watch‑men of our English Weale,
King. I would preuayle, if Prayers might preuayle,
King. To ioyne your hearts in loue and amitie.
King. Oh, what a Scandall is it to our Crowne,
King. That two such Noble Peeres as ye should iarre?
King. Beleeue me, Lords, my tender yeeres can tell,
King. Ciuill dissention is a viperous Worme,
King. That gnawes the Bowels of the Common‑wealth.
King. A noyse within, Downe with the
King. Tawny‑Coats.