Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. 'Tis not sleepy businesse,
Qu. But must be look'd too speedily and strongly.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. Our expectation that it would be thus
Cym. Hath made vs forward. But my gentle Queene,
Cym. Where is our Daughter? She hath not appear'd
Cym. Before the Roman, nor to vs hath tender'd
Cym. The duty of the day. She looke vs like
Cym. A thing more made of malice, then of duty,
Cym. We haue noted it. Call her before vs, for
Cym. We haue beene too slight in sufferance.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Royall Sir,
Qu. Since the exile of Posthumus, most retyr'd
Qu. Hath her life bin: the Cure whereof, my Lord,
Qu. 'Tis time must do. Beseech your Maiesty,
Qu. Forbeare sharpe speeches to her. Shee's a Lady
Qu. So tender of rebukes, that words are stroke;,
Qu. And strokes death to her.
Qu. Enter a Messenger.