Reading The life and death of King Richard the Second

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Rich.

And thou, a lunaticke leane‑witted foole,

Presuming on an Agues priuiledge,

Dar'st with thy frozen admonition

Make pale our cheeke, chafing the Royall blood

With fury, from his natiue residence?

Now by my Seates right Royall Maiestie,

Wer't thou not Brother to great Edwards sonne,

This tongue that runs so roundly in thy head,

Should run thy had from thy vnreuerent shoulders.

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