Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. And Preachers to vs all; admonishing,
King. That we should dresse vs fairely for our end.
King. Thus may we gather Honey from the Weed,
King. And make a Morall of the Diuell himselfe.
King. Enter Erpingham.
King. Good morrow old Sir Thomas Erpingham:
King. A good soft Pillow for that good white Head,
King. Were better then a churlish turfe of France.
Erping. Erping.
Erping. Not so my Liege, this Lodging likes me better,
Erping. Since I may say, now lye I like a King.
King. King.
King. 'Tis good for men to loue their present paines,
King. Vpon example, so the Spirit is eased:
King. And when the Mind is quickned, out of doubt
King. The Organs, though defunct and dead before,
King. Breake vp their drowsie Graue, and newly moue
King. With casted slough, and fresh legeritie.
King. Lend me thy Cloake Sir Thomas: Brothers both,
King. Commend me to the Princes in our Campe;