Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Anth. Dreame of impediment: let me haue thy hand
Anth. Further this act of Grace: and from this houre,
Anth. The heart of Brothers gouerne in our Loues,
Anth. And sway our great Designes.
Cæsar. Cæsar.
Cæsar. There's my hand:
Cæsar. A Sister I bequeath you, whom no Brother
Cæsar. Did euer loue so deerely. Let her liue
Cæsar. To ioyne our kingdomes, and our hearts, and neuer
Cæsar. Flie off our Loues againe.
Lepi. Lepi.
Lepi. Happily, Amen.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. I did not think to draw my Sword 'gainst Pompey,
Ant. For he hath laid strange courtesies, and great
Ant. Of late vpon me. I must thanke him onely,
Ant. Least my remembrance, suffer ill report:
Ant. At heele of that, defie him.
Lepi. Time cals vpon's,