Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Qu. Euill‑ey'd vnto you. You're my Prisoner, but
Qu. Your Gaoler shall deliuer you the keyes
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Qu. That
Qu. The Tragedie of Cymbeline.
Qu. That locke vp your restraint. For you Posthumus,
Qu. So soone as I can win th'offended King,
Qu. I will be knowne your Aduocate: marry yet
Qu. The fire of Rage is in him, and 'twere good
Qu. You lean'd vnto his Sentence, with what patience
Qu. Your wisedome may informe you.
Post. Post.
Post. 'Please your Highnesse,
Post. I will from hence to day.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. You know the perill:
Qu. Ile fetch a turne about the Garden, pittying
Qu. The pangs of barr'd Affections, though the King
Qu. Hath charg'd you should not speake together.
Qu. Exit