Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Where be your powres? Shew now your mended faiths,
Val. Sweet Protheus, no: Now let vs take our leaue:
Pro. But now he parted hence to embarque for Millain.
Iu. How now? what meanes this passion at his name?
Iul. Now trust me, 'tis an office of great worth,
Pro. Which now shewes all the beauty of the Sun,
Launce. come I to my Father; Father, your blessing: now
Sil. Be‑like that now she hath enfranchis'd them
Val. I Protheus, but that life is alter'd now,
Luc. A round hose (Madam) now's not worth a pin
Duke. Now tell me Protheus, what's your will with me?
Duk. Now therefore would I haue thee to my Tutor
Val. And now excesse of it will make me surfet.
Pro. As if but now they waxed pale for woe:
Pro. And now I must be as vnjust to Thurio,
Th. How now, sir Protheus, are you crept before vs?
Ho. How now? are you sadder than you were before;
Iul. That now she is become as blacke as I.
Val. Could have perswaded me: now I dare not say
Gonz. Now would I giue a thousand furlongs of Sea,