Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Leo. Leo.
Leo. Apollo’s angry, and the Heauens themselues,
Leo. Doe strike at my Iniustice. How now there?
Paul. Paul.
Paul. This newes is mortall to the Queene: Look downe
Paul. And see what Death is doing.
Leo. Take her hence:
Leo. Her heart is but o’re‑charg’d: she will recouer.
Leo. I haue too much beleeu’d mine owne suspition:
Leo. 'Beseech you tenderly apply to her
Leo. Some remedies for life. Apollo pardon
Leo. My great prophanenesse 'gainst thine Oracle.
Leo. Ile reconcile me to Polixenes,
Leo. New woe my Queene, recall the good Camillo
Leo. (Whom I proclaime a man of Truth, of Mercy:)
Leo. For being transported by my Iealousies
Leo. To bloody thoughts, and to reuenge, I chose
Leo. Camillo for the minister, to poison
Leo. My friend Polixenes: which had been done,