Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Ah Buckingham, now doe I play the Touch,
Rich. Now for I know the Britaine Richmond aymes
Mar. And now I cloy me with beholding it.
Rich. Looke what is done, cannot be now amended:
Qu. Which now two tender Bed‑fellowes for dust,
Rich. Are they not now vpon the Westerne Shore,
Der. But tell me, where is Princely Richmond now?
Hip. Now bent in heauen, shal behold the night
Ob. Before, milke‑white; now purple with loues wound,
Queen. Come, now a Roundell, and a Fairy song;
Queen. At our queint spirits: Sing me now asleepe,
Her. Now much beshrew my manners and my pride,
Lys. And touching now the point of humane skill,
Bot. loue keepe little company together, now‑adayes.
Bot. now. I desire you more acquaintance, good Master
Ob. Here comes my messenger: how now mad spirit,
Ob. What night‑rule now about this gaunted groue?
Her. Now I perceiue that she hath made compare
Ob. Her dotage now I doe begin to pitty.
Ob. Now my Titania wake you my sweet Queene.