Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iohn. Iohn.
Iohn. Come hether Hubert. O my gentle Hubert,
Iohn. We owe thee much: within this wall of flesh
Iohn. There is a soule counts thee her Creditor,
Iohn. And with aduantage meanes to pay thy loue:
Iohn. And good friend, thy voluntary oath
Iohn. Liues in this bosome, deerely cherished.
Iohn. Giue me thy hand, I had a thing to say,
Iohn. But I will fit it with some better tune.
Iohn. By heauen Hubert, I am almost asham'd
Iohn. To say what good respect I haue of thee.
Hub. Hub.
Hub. I am much bounden to your Maiesty.
Iohn. Good friend, thou hast no cause to say so yet,
Iohn. But thou shalt haue: and creepe time nere so slow,
Iohn. Yet it shall come, for me to doe thee good.
Iohn. I had a thing to say, but let it goe:
Iohn. The Sunne is in the heauen, and the proud day,
Iohn. Attended with the pleasures of the world,