Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hor. parle, know now vpon aduice, it toucheth vs both: that
Kate. What will you not suffer me: Nay now I see
Luc. Now for my life the knaue doth court my loue,
Bion. often burst, and now repaired with knots: one girth sixe
Gru. ning: now I begin, Inprimis wee came downe a fowle
Gru. low you: and thus much for greeting. Now my spruce
Pet. Let's see, I thinke 'tis now some seuen a clocke,
Petr. Why how now Kate, I hope thou art not mad,
Kate. Nay, I will giue thee a kisse, now praie thee
Luc. For now we sit to chat as well as eate.
Horten. Now goe thy wayes, thou hast tam'd a curst
Warw. And ouer the Chayre of state, where now he sits,
Rutland. Then let me dye, for now thou hast no cause.
Yorke. Bidst thou me rage? why now thou hast thy wish.
Rich. Now are they but one Lampe, one Light, one Sunne:
Edward. Now thou art gone, wee haue no Staffe, no Stay.
Qu. Why how now long‑tongu'd Warwicke, dare (you speak?
War. Then 'twas my turne to fly, and now 'tis thine:
Hen. Now swayes it that way, like the selfe‑same Sea,
Sink. In this selfe‑place, where now we meane to stand.