Here we may see a radical paradigm shift in text treatment from preceding technology. The text was typed from the 1605 edition with a word processing program into an XT computer and uploaded to the U of O Vax cluster via Kermit, and to the Oxford Text Archive from the U of O via email. From Oxford it spread to many places around the world, at a time when very few scholars had access to World Wide Web technology. Although not as attractive as preceding editions, this one has the advantage that it can be consulted with a search function on keywords, and hence is both text and concordance, a significant advance. Also, with speech software, it has suddenly become accessible to the visually impaired. Note the effort to restore the "physical style" of the sixteenth century title.


                          Her most Excellent Maiestie
                               WALKING IN WANSTEED

                     GARDEN, AS SHE PASSED DOWN INTO THE
  one apparrelled like an honest mans wife of the countrey, where crying out
     for iustice, and desiring all the Lords and Gentlemen to speake a
          good word for her, she was brought to the presence of her
                 Maiestie to whom vpon her knees she offered
                     a supplication, and vsed this speech.

                                 The Suitor

	Most faire Lady, for as for other your titles of 
state statelier persons shall giue you, and thus much mine owne eies 
are witnesses of, take here the complaint of me poore wretch, as 
deeply plunged in miserie, as I wish you to the highest point of 

	One onely daughter I have, in whom I had placed all the hop[e]s of 
my good hap, so well had she with her good parts recompenced my paine 
of bearing her, and care of bringing her vp: but now alas that shee is 
come to the time I should reape my full comfort of her, so is shee 
troubled with that notable matter, which wee in the countrey call 
matrimonie, as I cannot chuse but feare the losse of her wits, at 
least of her honesty. Other women thinke they may bee vnhappily 
combred with one master husband, my poore daughter is oppressed with 
two, both louing her, both equally liked of her, both striuing to 
deserue her. But now lastly (as this iealousie forsooth is a vile 
matter) each haue brought their pertakers with them, and are at this 
present, (without your presence redresse it) in some bloudy 
controuersie now sweete Lady helpe, your owne way guides you to the 
place where they incomberd her: I dare stay here no longer, for our 
men say in the countrey, the sight of you is infectious.

And with that she went away a good pace, leauing the supplication with her Maiestie, which very formerly contained this. Supplication. Most gracious Soueraigne, To one whose state is raised over all, Whose face doth oft, the bravest sort enchant, Whose mind is such, as wisest minds appall, Who in one selfe these diuerse gifts can plant; How dare I wretch seeke there my woes to rest, Where eares be burnt, eyes dazled, harts opprest? Your State is great, your greatnesse is our shield, Your face hurts oft, but still it doth delight, Your mind is wise, your wisdome makes you mild, Such planted gifts enrich even beggers sight: So dare I wretch my bashfull feare subdue, And feede mine eares, mine eyes, my hart in you.