Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gar. I did Sir Thomas, and left him at Primero
Gar. With the Duke of Suffolke.
Lou. Lou.
Lou. I must to him too
Lou. Before he go to bed. Ile take my leaue.
Gard. Gard.
Gard. Not yet Sir Thomas Louell: what's the matter?
Gard. It seemes you are in hast: and if there be
Gard. No great offence belongs too't, giue your Friend
Gard. Some touch of your late businesse: Affaires that walke
Gard. (As they say Spirits do) at midnight, haue
Gard. In them a wilder Nature, then the businesse
Gard. That seekes dispatch by day.
Lou. My Lord, I loue you;
Lou. And durst commend a secret to your eare
Lou. Much waightier then this worke. The Queens in Labor
Lou. They say in great Extremity, and fear'd
Lou. Shee'l with the Labour, end.