Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lady. Said I for this, the Gyrle was like to him? Ile
Lady. Haue more, or else vnsay't: and now, while 'tis hot,
Lady. Ile put it to the issue.
Lady. Exit Ladie.
Lady. Scena Secunda.
Lady. [Act 5, Scene 2]
Lady. Enter Cranmer, Archbyshop of Canterbury.
Cran. Cran.
Cran. I hope I am not too late, and yet the Gentleman
Cran. That was lent to me from the Councell, pray'd me
Cran. To make great hast. All fast? What meanes this? Hoa?
Cran. Who waites there? Sure you know me?
Cran. Enter Keeper.
Keep. Keep.
Keep. Yes, my Lord:
Keep. But yet I cannot helpe you.
Cran. Why?
Keep. Your Grace must waight till you be call'd for.