Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Marc. Now iudge what course had Titus to reuenge
Clau. My Liege, your Highnesse now may doe mee
Pedro. Why how now Count, wherfore are you sad?
Hero. That onely wounds by heare‑say: now begin,
Vrs. So angle we for Beatrice, who euen now,
Beat. Why how now cosin, wherfore sink you down?
Buck. Shee's tickled now, her Fume needs no spurres,
Queene. Why now is Henry King, and Margaret Queen,
Yorke. Now Yorke, or neuer, steele thy fearfull thoughts,
Yorke. For that Iohn Mortimer, which now is dead,
King. In life, but double death, now Gloster's dead.
Qu. Yet now farewell, and farewell Life with thee.
Vaux. That euen now he cries alowd for him.
Lieu. And now loud houling Wolues arouse the Iades
Cade. Now shew your selues men, 'tis for Liberty.
Qu. Ah were the Duke of Suffolke now aliue,
Qu. My hope is gone, now Suffolke is deceast.
Cade. When they were aliue. Now part them againe,
War. Now by my Fathers badge, old Neuils Crest,
Clif. Now let the generall Trumpet blow his blast,