Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cor. No blowne Ambition doth our Armes incite,
Cor. But loue, deere loue, and our ag'd Fathers Rite:
Cor. Soone may I heare, and see him.
Cor. Exeunt.
Cor. Scena Quarta.
Cor. [Act 4, Scene 4]
Cor. Enter Regan, and Steward.
Reg. Reg.
Reg. But are my Brothers Powres set forth?
Stew. Stew.
Stew. I Madam.
Reg. Himselfe in person there?
Stew. Madam with much ado:
Stew. Your Sister is the better Souldier.
Reg. Lord Edmund spake not with your Lord at home?
Stew. No Madam.