Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cap. Noble Lady,
Cap. First mine owne seruice to your Grace, the next
Cap. The Kings request, that I would visit you,
Cap. Who greeues much for your weaknesse, and by me
Cap. Sends you his Princely Commendations,
Cap. And heartily entreats you take good comfort.
Kath. Kath.
Kath. O my good Lord, that comfort comes too late,
Kath. 'Tis like a Pardon after Execution;
Kath. That gentle Physicke giuen in time, had cur'd me:
Kath. But now I am past all Comforts heere, but Prayers.
Kath. How does his Highnesse?
Cap. Cap.
Cap. Madam, in good health.
Kath. So may he euer do, and euer flourish,
Kath. When I shall dwell with Wormes, and my poore name
Kath. Banish'd the Kingdome. Patience, is that Letter
Kath. I caus'd you write, yet sent away?
Pat. Pat.