Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dor. Which with a bounteous hand was kindly lent:
Dor. Much more to be thus opposite with heauen,
Dor. For it requires the Royall debt it lent you.
Riuers. Riuers.
Riuers. Madam, bethinke you like a carefull Mother
Riuers. Of the young Prince your sonne: send straight for him,
Riuers. Let him be Crown'd, in him your comfort liues.
Riuers. Drowne desperate sorrow in dead Edwards graue,
Riuers. And plant your ioyes in liuing Edwards Throne.
Riuers. Enter Richard, Buckingham, Derbie, Ha
Riuers. stings, and Ratcliffe.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. Sister haue comfort, all of vs haue cause
Rich. To waile the dimming of our shining Starre:
Rich. But none can helpe our harmes by wayling them.
Rich. Madam, my Mother, I do cry you mercie,
Rich. I did not see your Grace. Humbly on my knee,
Rich. I craue your Blessing.
Dut. Dut.
Dut. God blesse thee, and put meeknes in thy breast,