Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Flo. Step forth mine Aduocate: at your request,
Flo. My Father will graunt precious things, as Trifles.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. Would he doe so, I’ld beg your precious Mistris,
Leo. Which he counts but a Trifle.
Paul. Paul.
Paul. Sir (my Liege)
Paul. Your eye hath too much youth in’t: not a moneth
Paul. 'Fore your Queene dy’d, she was more worth such gazes,
Paul. Then what you looke on now.
Leo. I thought of her,
Leo. Euen in these Lookes I made. But your Petition
Leo. Is yet vn‑answer’d: I will to your Father:
Leo. Your Honor not o’re‑throwne by your desires,
Leo. I am friend to them, and you: Vpon which Errand
Leo. I now goe toward him: therefore follow me,
Leo. And marke what way I make: Come good my Lord.
Leo. Exeunt.
Leo. Scœna Secunda.