Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Why then thou shalt not haue thy Husbands
King. Lands.
Wid. Wid.
Wid. Why then mine Honestie shall be my Dower,
Wid. For by that losse, I will not purchase them.
King. King.
King. Therein thou wrong'st thy Children mightily.
Wid. Herein your Highnesse wrongs both them & me:
Wid. But mightie Lord, this merry inclination
Wid. Accords not with the sadnesse of my suit:
Wid. Please you dismisse me, eyther with I, or no.
King. I, if thou wilt say I to my request:
King. No, if thou do'st say No to my demand.
Wid. Then No, my Lord: my suit is at an end.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. The Widow likes him not, shee knits her
Rich. Browes.