Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iras. Hee's vnqualited with very shame.
Cleo. Cleo.
Cleo. Well then, sustaine me: Oh.
Eros. Eros.
Eros. Most Noble Sir arise, the Queene approaches,
Eros. Her head's declin'd, and death will cease her, but
Eros. Your comfort makes the rescue.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. I haue offended Reputation,
Ant. A most vnnoble sweruing.
Eros. Sir, the Queene.
Ant. Oh whether hast thou lead me Egypt, see
Ant. How I conuey my shame, out of thine eyes,
Ant. By looking backe what I haue left behinde
Ant. Stroy'd in dishonor.
Cleo. Oh my Lord, my Lord,
Cleo. Forgiue my fearfull sayles, I little thought