Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. For God doth know, how many now in health,
King. Now all the Youth of England are on fire,
King. They sell the Pasture now, to buy the Horse;
King. Now sits the winde faire, and we will aboord.
King. We will aboord to night. Why how now Gentlemen?
King. Now set the Teeth, and stretch the Nosthrill wide,
Gower. How now Captaine Fluellen, come you from the Bridge?
King. How now Fluellen, cam'st thou from the Bridge?
Glouc. I hope they will not come vpon vs now.
King. March to the Bridge, it now drawes toward night,
Chorus. So many horride Ghosts. O now, who will behold
King. Possesse them not with feare: Take from them now
Con. Disorder that hath spoyl'd vs, friend vs now,
Bur. The diuell take Order now, Ile to the throng;
King. So swift a pace hath Thought, that euen now
King. Did they this Harry. Now in London place him.
Quee. As we are now glad to behold your eyes,
Cup. They onely now come but to Feast thine eies.
Aper. I should feare, those that dance before me now,
Tim. And now I remember my Lord, you gaue good