Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sooth. Of yet this scarse‑cold‑Battaile, at this instant
Sooth. Is full accomplish'd. For the Romaine Eagle
Sooth. From South to West, on wing soaring aloft
Sooth. Lessen'd her selfe, and in the Beames o'th'Sun
Sooth. So vanish'd; which fore‑shew'd our Princely Eagle
Sooth. Th'Imperiall Cæsar, should againe vnite
Sooth. His Fauour, with the Radiant Cymbeline,
Sooth. Which shines heere in the West.
Cym. Cym.
Cym. Laud we the Gods,
Cym. And let our crooked Smoakes climbe to their Nostrils
Cym. From our blest Altars. Publish we this Peace
Cym. To all our Subiects. Set we forward: Let
Cym. A Roman, and a Brittish Ensigne waue
Cym. Friendly together: so through Luds‑Towne march,
Cym. And in the Temple of great Iupiter
Cym. Our Peace wee'l ratifie: Seale it with Feasts.
Cym. Set on there: Neuer was a Warre did cease
Cym. (Ere bloodie hands were wash'd) with such a Peace.
Cym. Exeunt.