Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Kin. For thou maist see a sun‑shine, and a haile
Kin. In me at once: But to the brightest beames
Kin. Distracted clouds giue way, so stand thou forth,
Kin. The time is faire againe.
Ber. Ber.
Ber. My high repented blames
Ber. Deere Soueraigne pardon to me.
Kin. Kin.
Kin. All is whole,
Kin. Not one word more of the consumed time,
Kin. Let's take the instant by the forward top:
Kin. For we are old, and on our quick'st decrees
Kin. Th' inaudible, and noiselesse foot of time
Kin. Steales, ere we can effect them. You remember
Kin. The daughter of this Lord?
Ber. Admiringly my Liege, at first
Ber. I stucke my choice vpon her, ere my heart
Ber. Durst make too bold a herauld of my tongue:
Ber. Where the impression of mine eye enfixing,