Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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King. Now tell me, Madame, doe you loue your
King. But now you partly may perceiue my minde.
Rich. The Ghostly Father now hath done his Shrift.
Marg. But now mischance hath trod my Title downe,
Marg. Now therefore be it knowne to Noble Lewis,
Marg. I now begins a second Storme to rise,
Lewis. Now Warwicke, tell me euen vpon thy conscience
Lewis. Now Sister, let vs heare your firme resolue.
Warw. Henry now liues in Scotland, at his ease;
Lew. And now to sooth your Forgery, and his,
War. Hee's very likely now to fall from him,
Lew. Why stay we now? These soldiers shalbe leuied,
Rich. Now tell me Brother Clarence, what thinke you
Rich. Is now dis‑honored by this new Marriage.
Clarence. Now Brother King farewell, and sit you fast,
King. Now Brother Richard, will you stand by vs?
Warw. And now, what rests? but in Nights Couerture,
Warw. But Henry now shall weare the English Crowne,
Rich. Now my Lord Hastings, and Sir William Stanley
K. Hen. M. Master Lieutenant, now that God and Friends