Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hub. And I will.
Art. Art.
Art. Haue you the heart? When your head did but
Art. ake,
Art. I knit my hand‑kercher about your browes
Art. (The best I had, a Princesse wrought it me)
Art. And I did neuer aske it you againe:
Art. And with my hand, at midnight held your head;
Art. And like the watchfull minutes, to the houre,
Art. Still and anon cheer'd vp the heauy time;
Art. Saying, what lacke you? and where lies your greefe?
Art. Or what good loue may I performe for you?
Art. Many a poore mans sonne would haue lyen still,
Art. And nere haue spoke a louing word to you:
Art. But you, at your sicke seruice had a Prince:
Art. Nay, you may thinke my loue was craftie loue,
Art. And call it cunning. Do, and if you will,
Art. b
Art. If
Art. The life and death of King Iohn.