Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pro. How now? moodie?
Pro. Sweet now, silence:
Ape. How now Poet?
Poet. How now Philosopher?
Wal. What, are ye danted now? Now will ye stoope.
Shal. good Varlet. Now sit downe, now sit downe: Come
Rich. What say you now? What comfort haue we now?
Pind. Now Titinius. Now some light: O he lights too.
Por. Is now conuerted. But now I was the Lord
Por. Queene ore my selfe: and euen now, but now,
Fal. How now? how now mad Wagge? What in thy
Ber. nesse, heere's his Lordship now. How now my Lord,
Con. Lo; now: now see the issue of your peace.
Exe. And these he masters now: now he weighes Time
Pol. For the red blood raigns in y4 the winters pale.
Ham. Now might I do it pat, now he is praying,
Bene. Now diuine aire, now is his soule rauisht, is it
Glost. Let me see thine Eyes; winck now, now open them,
Cres. I loue you now, but not till now so much
Iago. I do not know: Friends all, but now, euen now.