Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Puc. Now France, thy glory droopeth to the dust.
Yor. Now heauen forfend, the holy Maid with child?
Yor. So, now dismisse your Army when ye please:
Beg. Now Lord be thanked for my good amends.
Beg. Madam vndresse you, and come now to bed.
Luc. And now in plainnesse do confesse to thee
Bion. Where haue I beene? Nay how now, where
Petr. Now knocke when I bid you: sirrah villaine.
Hor. How now, what's the matter? My olde friend
Gru. come you now with knocking at the gate?
Hor. Now shal my friend Petruchio do me grace,
Bap. Why how now Dame, whence growes this in
Pet. But heere she comes, and now Petruchio speake.
Pet. And now I finde report a very liar:
Bap. Why how now daughter Katherine, in your (dumps?
Kat. Call you me daughter? now I promise you
Bap. Faith Gentlemen now I play a marchants part,
Gre. Adieu good neighbour: now I feare thee not:
Hort. But let it rest, now Litio to you:
Kate. Now must the world point at poore Katherine,