_ACTUS PRIMUS._


_Enter Barnardo and Francisco two Centinels_[1].

_Barnardo._ Who's there?

_Fran._[2] Nay answer me: Stand and vnfold yourselfe.

_Bar._ Long liue the King.[3]

_Fran._ _Barnardo?_

_Bar._ He.

_Fran._ You come most carefully vpon your houre.

_Bar._ 'Tis now strook twelue, get thee to bed _Francisco_.

_Fran._ For this releefe much thankes: 'Tis
[Sidenote: 42] bitter cold,
And I am sicke at heart.[4]

_Barn._ Haue you had quiet Guard?[5]

_Fran._ Not a Mouse stirring.