Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. The sinne of my Ingratitude euen now
Lady. This ignorant present, and I feele now
Macd. Confusion now hath made his Master‑peece:
1. Why how now Hecat, you looke angerly?
Hec. But make amends now: Get you gon,
Macb. How now you secret, black, & midnight Hags?
Macb. Horrible sight: Now I see 'tis true,
Len. And many vnruffe youths, that euen now
Ang. Now minutely Reuolts vpbraid his Faith‑breach:
Char. Good now some excellent Fortune: Let mee
Cleo. And Burganet of men. Hee's speaking now,
Agri. All little Ielousies which now seeme great,
Cæsar. And haue now receiu'd his accusations.
Ant. Alacke our Terrene Moone is now Eclipst,
Eros. Farewell great Chiefe. Shall I strike now?
Ant. The miserable change now at my end,
Cæs. Let him alone: for I remember now
Cleo. (Now Noble Charmian, wee'l dispatch indeede,)
Cleo. Immortall longings in me. Now no more
Com. Carioles like a Planet: now all's his,