Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Warw. And now may seeme as wise as vertuous,
Edw. Now Brother Richard, Lord Hastings, and the rest,
Edw. Tush man, aboadments must not now affright vs:
Edw. Now Warwicke, wilt thou ope the Citie Gates,
Edw. Wind‑changing Warwicke now can change no more.
Edw. Now Mountague sit fast, I seeke for thee,
King. We hauing now the best at Barnet field,
Prince. Suppose that I am now my Fathers Mouth,
Ed. Now march we hence, discharge the common sort
Hen. Haue now the fatall Obiect in my eye,
Hen. Which now mistrust no parcell of my feare,
King. Now am I seated as my soule delights,
Wor. And now I will vnclaspe a Secret booke,
Prin. The Theeues haue bound the True‑men: Now
Prince. Got with much ease. Now merrily to Horse:
Ser. One horse, my Lord, he brought euen now.
Prince. Seuen? why there were but foure, euen now.
Prince. Now Sirs: you fought faire; so did you
Prin. Tell mee now in earnest, how came Falstaffes
Prince. Now Master Sherife, what is your will with