Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ber. Now for not looking on a womans face,
Long. Now to plaine dealing, Lay these glozes by,
Rosa. Thou now requests but Mooneshine in the water.
King. We came to visit you, and purpose now
Q. Now by my maiden honor, yet as pure
Ber. Now to our periurie, to adde more terror,
Kin. Now at the latest minute of the houre,
Qu. And by this Virgin palme, now kissing thine,
Bassianus. And now at last, laden with Honours Spoyles,
Tit. Now Madam are your prisoner to an Emperour,
Bass. My true betrothed Loue, and now my wife?
Aron. Now by the Gods that warlike Gothes adore,
Aron. My fleece of Woolly haire, that now vncurles,
Aron. Now question me no more, we are espied,
Ti. Now all the seruice I require of them,
An. How now! Has sorrow made thee doate already?
Aron. Heere Aaron is, and what with Aaron now?
Aron. Now by the burning Tapers of the skie,
Tit. Now giue some surance that thou art Reuenge,
Tam. For now he firmely takes me for Reuenge,