Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. And men may talke of Kings, and why not I?
Hum. Hum.
Hum. I, but thou talk'st, as if thou wer't a King.
King. King.
King. Why so I am (in Minde) and that's enough.
Hum. But if thou be a King, where is thy Crowne?
King. My Crowne is in my heart, not on my head:
King. Not deck'd with Diamonds, and Indian stones:
King. Nor to be seene: my Crowne, is call'd Content,
King. A Crowne it is, that sildome Kings enjoy.
Hum. Well, if you be a King crown'd with Content,
Hum. Your Crowne Content, and you, must be contented
Hum. To go along with vs. For (as we thinke)
Hum. You are the king King Edward hath depos'd:
Hum. And we his subiects, sworne in all Allegeance,
Hum. Will apprehend you, as his Enemie.