Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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The Merchant of Venice.
Actus primus.
[Act 1, Scene 1]
Enter Anthonio, Salarino, and Salanio.
Anthonio. Anthonio.
Anthonio. IN sooth I know not why I am so sad,
Anthonio. It wearies me: you say it wearies you;
Anthonio. But how I caught it, found it, or came by it,
Anthonio. What stuffe 'tis made of, whereof it is borne,
Anthonio. I am to learne: and such a Want‑wit sadnesse makes of
Anthonio. mee,
Anthonio. That I haue much ado to know my selfe.
Sal. Sal.
Sal. Your minde is tossing on the Ocean,
Sal. There where your Argosies with portly saile
Sal. Like Signiors and rich Burgers on the flood,
Sal. Or as it were the Pagants of the sea,
Sal. Do ouer‑peere the pettie Traffiquers
Sal. That curtsie to them, do them reuerence
Sal. As they flye by them with their wouen wings.