Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mow. Now swallow downe that Lye. For Glousters death,
Ric. Now put it (heauen) in his Physitians minde,
Gau. Which art possest now to depose thy selfe.
Yor. Now afore God, God forbid I say true,
Nor. Now afore heauen, 'tis shame such wrongs are
Qu. Now hath my soule brought forth her prodegie,
Rich. But now the blood of twentie thousand men
Rich. Or not remember what I must be now:
Rich. Were then but subiects; being now a subiect,
Yor. And Madam, you must call him Rutland now:
Dut. Welcome my sonne: who are the Violets now,
Yorke. Now by my Honor, my life, my troth,
Bul. What is the matter with our Cosin now?
E. Mar. My present businesse cals me from you now.
Ant. I am not in a sportiue humor now:
Ant. Now as I am a Christian answer me,
Adr. Say, is your tardie master now at hand?
Balth. Now in the stirring passage of the day,
Anti. I pray you sir receiue the money now.
An. How now? a Madman? Why thou peeuish sheep