Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Launce. Now come I to my Mother: Oh that she could speake
Launce. now, like a would‑woman: well, I kisse her: why
Launce. Now come I to my sister; marke the moane she makes:
Launce. now the dogge all this while sheds not a teare: nor
Pro. (That I did loue, for now my loue is thaw'd,
Iul. Now, as thou lou'st me, do him not that wrong,
Pros. To what tune pleas'd his eare, that now he was
Pro. If now 'twere fit to do't: At the first sight
Ant. That now hath seiz'd them, why they were no worse
Ste. He's in his fit now; and doe's not talke after the
Cal. not heare a foot fall: we now are neere his Cell.
Pro. Thou art pinch'd for't now Sebastian. Flesh, and bloud,
King. Wold haue him punish'd. And now to our French causes,
Aper. now parts bread with him, pledges the breath of him in
Fla. He is so kinde, that he now payes interest for't;
Stew. I must be round with him, now he comes from hunting.
Ape. haue loued thy selfe better now. What man didd'st thou
Alc. Till now you haue gone on, and fill'd the time
Clo. that doe ill: now, thou dost ill to say the Gallowes is
Clo. now: this Scul, has laine in the earth three & twenty years.