Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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L. Bar. Came not, till now, to dignifie the Times
North. A scalie Gauntlet now, with ioynts of Steele
North. Now binde my Browes with Iron, and approach
Arch. Are now become enamour'd on his graue.
Fal. How now? whose Mare's dead? what's the matter?
Prince. See now whether pure Feare, and entire Cow
Falst. Now comes in the sweetest Morsell of the
Shal. commandement. Then was Iacke Falstaffe (now Sir Iohn)
Hast. On late Offenders, that he now doth lacke
Bish. If we do now make our attonement well,
Iohn. The heat is past, follow no farther now:
King. Now Lords, if Heauen doth giue successefull end
King. I should reioyce now, at this happy newes,
P. Hen. To many watchfull Night: sleepe with it now,
King. Now neighbor‑Confines purge you of your Scum:
Dauy. Heere is now the Smithes note, for Shooing,
Ch. Iust. Be now the Father, and propose a Sonne:
Prin. Hath prowdly flow'd in Vanity, till now.
Prin. Now call we our High Court of Parliament,
Bul. Now Thomas Mowbray do I turne to thee,