Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ber. Proue that I husbanded her bed in Florence,
Ber. Where yet she neuer was.
Ber. Enter a Gentleman.
King. King.
King. I am wrap'd in dismall thinkings.
Gen. Gen.
Gen. Gracious Soueraigne.
Gen. Whether I haue beene too blame or no, I know not,
Gen. Here's a petition from a Florentine,
Gen. Who hath for foure or fiue remoues come short,
Gen. To tender it her selfe. I vndertooke it,
Gen. Vanquish'd thereto by the faire grace and speech
Gen. Of the poore suppliant, who by this I know
Gen. Is heere attending: her businesse lookes in her
Gen. With an importing visage, and she told me
Gen. In a sweet verball breefe, it did concerne
Gen. Your Highnesse with her selfe.
Gen. A Letter.
Gen. Upon his many protestations to marrie mee when his wife was
Gen. dead, I blush to say it, he wonne me. Now is the Count Ros