Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cor. Cor.
Cor. Time shall vnfold what plighted cunning hides,
Cor. Who couers faults, at last with shame derides:
Cor. Well may you prosper.
Fra. Fra.
Fra. Come my faire Cordelia.
Fra. Exit France and Cor.
Gon. Gon.
Gon. Sister, it is not little I haue to say,
Gon. Of what most neerely appertaines to vs both,
Gon. I thinke our Father will hence to night. with vs.
Reg. Reg.
Reg. That's most certaine, and with you: next moneth
Gon. You see how full of changes his age is, the obseruation
Gon. we haue made of it hath beene little; he always
Gon. lou'd our Sister most, and with what poore iudgement he
Gon. hath now cast her off, appeares too grossely.
Reg. 'Tis the infirmity of his age, yet he hath euer but