Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Then say at once, what is it thou requests.
Der. Der.
Der. The forfeit (Soueraigne) of my seruants life,
Der. Who slew to day a Riotous Gentleman,
Der. Lately attendant on the Duke of Norfolke.
King. King.
King. Haue I a tongue to doome my Brothers death?
King. And shall that tongue giue pardon to a slaue?
King. My Brother kill'd no man, his fault was Thought,
King. And yet his punishment was bitter death.
King. Who
King. The Life and Death of Richard the Third.
King. Who sued to me for him? Who (in my wrath)
King. Kneel'd and my feet, and bid me be aduis'd?
King. Who spoke of Brother‑hood? who spoke of loue?
King. Who told me how the poore soule did forsake
King. The mighty Warwicke, and did fight for me?
King. Who told me in the field at Tewkesbury,
King. When Oxford had me downe, he rescued me:
King. And said deare Brother liue, and be a King?