Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Nor. But if you faint, as fearing to do so,
Nor. Stay, and be secret, and my selfe will go.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. To horse, to horse, vrge doubts to them yt feare.
Wil. Wil.
Wil. Hold out my horse, and I will first be there.
Wil. Exeunt.
Wil. Scena Secunda.
Wil. [Act 2, Scene 2]
Wil. Enter Queene, Bushy, and Bagot.
Bush. Bush.
Bush. Madam, your Maiesty is too much sad,
Bush. You promis'd when you parted with the King,
Bush. To lay aside selfe‑harming heauinesse,
Bush. And entertaine a cheerefull disposition.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. To please the King, I did: to please my selfe
Qu. I cannot do it: yet I know no cause
Qu. Why I should welcome such a guest as greefe,
Qu. Saue bidding farewell to so sweet a guest