Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cym. A yeares age on mee.
Imo. Imo.
Imo. I beseech you Sir,
Imo. Harme not your selfe with your vexation,
Imo. I am senselesse of your Wrath; a Touch more rare
Imo. Subdues all pangs, all feares.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. Past Grace? Obedience?
Imo. Past hope, and in dispaire, that way past Grace.
Cym. That might'st haue had
Cym. The sole Sonne of my Queene.
Imo. O blessed, that I might not: I chose an Eagle,
Imo. And did auoyd a Puttocke.
Cym. Thou took'st a Begger, would'st haue made my
Cym. Throne, a Seate for basenesse.