Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clot Mother hauing power of his testinesse, shall turne all in
Clot to my commendations. My Horse is tyed vp safe, out
Clot Sword, and to a sore purpose: Fortune put them into my
Clot hand: This is the very description of their meeting place
Clot and the Fellow dares not deceiue me.
Clot that
Clot The Tragedie of Cymbeline.
Clot EXit.
Clot Scena Secunda.
Clot [Act 4, Scene 2]
Clot Enter Belarius, Guiderius, Aruiragus, and
Clot Imogen from the Caue.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. You are not well: Remaine heere in the Caue,
Bel. Wee'l come to you after Hunting.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. Brother, stay heere:
Arui. Are we not Brothers?
Imo. Imo.
Imo. So man and man should be,