Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mar. Mar.
Mar. My husband bids me, now I will vnmaske.
Mar. This is that face, thou cruell Angelo
Mar. Which once thou sworst, was worth the looking on:
Mar. This is the hand, which with a vowd contract
Mar. Was fast belockt in thine: This is the body
Mar. That tooke away the match from Isabell,
Mar. And did supply thee at thy garden‑house
Mar. In her Imagin'd person.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Know you this woman?
Luc. Luc.
Luc. Carnallie she saies.
Duk. Duk.
Duk. Sirha, no more.
Luc. Enough my Lord.
Ang. Ang.
Ang. My Lord, I must confesse, I know this woman,
Ang. And fiue yeres since there was some speech of marriage