| Original text | Modern text | Key line |
| My Lord of Hereford, my Message is to you. | My Lord of Hereford, my message is to you. | R2 II.iii.69 |
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| Mistake me not, my Lord, 'tis not my meaning | Mistake me not, my lord. 'Tis not my meaning | R2 II.iii.74 |
| To raze one Title of your Honor out. | To raze one title of your honour out. | R2 II.iii.75 |
| To you, my Lord, I come (what Lord you will) | To you, my lord, I come – what lord you will – | R2 II.iii.76 |
| From the most glorious of this Land, | From the most gracious regent of this land, | R2 II.iii.77 |
| The Duke of Yorke, to know what pricks you on | The Duke of York, to know what pricks you on | R2 II.iii.78 |
| To take aduantage of the absent time, | To take advantage of the absent time | R2 II.iii.79 |
| And fright our Natiue Peace with selfe-borne Armes. | And fright our native peace with self-borne arms. | R2 II.iii.80 |