Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pis. Thy mind to her, is now as lowe, as were
Imo. To see me first, as I haue now: Pisanio, Man:
Imo. Thou then look'dst like a Villaine: now, me thinkes
Cym. By whom (I grant) she liues. 'Tis now the time
Pis. You ne're kill'd Imogen till now: helpe, helpe,
Pisa. Now feare is from me, Ile speake troth. Lord Cloten
Du. Ere since pursue me. How now what newes from her?
Ma. Now sir, thought is free: I pray you bring your
Ol. Now you see sir, how your fooling growes old, & peo
Clo. How now my harts: Did you neuer see the Pic
Vio. I wish it might, for now I am your foole.
Mal. Oh ho, do you come neere me now: no worse
To. Now will not I deliuer his Letter: for the behaui
1. Off. Though now you haue no sea‑cap on your head:
And. Now sir, haue I met you again: ther's for you.
Seb. I will be free from thee. What wouldst yu now?
Cha. Farewell good Charles. Now will I stirre this Game
Clo. Mustard was naught: Now Ile stand to it, the Pancakes
Cel. But now I know her: if she be a Traitor,
Cor. I partly guesse: for I haue lou'd ere now.