Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bul. And lookes so wildely?
Aum. Aum.
Aum. God saue your Grace. I do beseech your Maiesty
Aum. To haue some conference with your Grace alone.
Bul. Bul.
Bul. Withdraw your selues, and leaue vs here alone:
Bul. What is the matter with our Cosin now?
Aum. For euer may my knees grow to the earth,
Aum. My tongue cleaue to my roofe within my mouth,
Aum. Vnlesse a Pardon, ere I rise, or speake.
Bul. Intended, or committed was this fault?
Bul. If on the first, how heynous ere it bee,
Bul. To win thy after loue, I pardon thee.
Aum. Then giue me leaue, that I may turne the key,
Aum. That no man enter, till my tale me done.
Bul. Haue thy desire.