Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Corn. Corn.
Corn. More Sir, and worse. She did confesse she had
Corn. For you a mortall Minerall, which being tooke,
Corn. Should by the minute feede on life, and ling'ring,
Corn. By inches waste you. In which time, she purpos'd
Corn. By watching, weeping, tendance, kissing, to
Corn. Orecome you with her shew; and in time
Corn. (When she had fitted you with her craft, to worke
Corn. Her Sonne into th'adoption of the Crowne:
Corn. But fayling of her end by his strange absence,
Corn. Grew shamelesse desperate, open'd (in despight
Corn. Of Heauen, and Men) her purposes: repented
Corn. The euils she hatch'd, were not effected: so
Corn. Dispayring, dyed.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. Heard you all this, her Women?
La. La.
La. We did, so please your Highnesse.
Cym. Mine eyes