Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Luc. A Conduct ouer Land, to Milford‑Hauen.
Luc. Madam, all ioy befall your Grace, and you.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. My Lords, you are appointed for that Office:
Cym. The due of Honor, in no point omit:
Cym. So farewell Noble Lucius.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. Your hand, my Lord.
Clot. Clot.
Clot. Receiue it friendly: but from this time forth
Clot. I weare it as your Enemy.
Luc. Sir, the Euent
Luc. Is yet to name the winner. Fare you well.
Cym. Leaue not the worthy Lucius, good my Lords
Cym. Till he haue crost the Seuern. Happines.
Cym. Exit Lucius, &c
Qu. Qu.
Qu. He goes hence frowning: but it honours vs