Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Card. To be thy Lord, and Master. Seeke the King
Card. (That Sun, I pray may neuer set) I haue told him,
Card. What, and how true thou art; he will aduance thee:
Card. Some little memory of me, will stirre him
Card. (I know his Noble Nature) not to let
Card. Thy hopefull seruice perish too. Good Cromwell
Card. Neglect him not; make vse now, and prouide
Card. For thine owne future safety.
Crom. Crom.
Crom. O my Lord,
Crom. Must I then leaue you? Must I needes forgo
Crom. So good, so Noble, and so true a Master?
Crom. Beare witnesse, all that haue not hearts of Iron,
Crom. With what a sorrow Cromwel leaues his Lord.
Crom. The King shall haue my seruice; but my prayres
Crom. For euer, and for euer shall be yours.
Card. Card.
Card. Cromwel, I did not thinke to shed a teare
Card. In all my Miseries: But thou hast forc'd me
Card. (Out of thy honest truth) to play the Woman.