Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cha. come to morrow, Ile giue him his payment: if euer hee
Cha. goe alone againe, Ile neuer wrastle for prize more: and
Cha. so God keepe your worship.
Cha. Exit.
Cha. Farewell good Charles. Now will I stirre this Game
Cha. ster: I hope I shall see an end of him; for my soule (yet
Cha. I know not why) hates nothing more then he: yet hee's
Cha. gentle, neuer school'd, and yet learned, full of noble
Cha. deuise, of all sorts enchantingly beloued, and indeed
Cha. so much in the heart of the world, and especially of my
Cha. owne people, who best know him, that I am altogether
Cha. misprised: but it shall not be so long, this wrastler shall
Cha. cleare all: nothing remaines, but that I kindle the boy
Cha. thither, which now Ile goe about.
Cha. Scœna Secunda.
Cha. [Act 1, Scene 2]
Cha. Enter Rosalind, and Cellia.
Cel. Cel.
Cel. I pray thee Rosalind, sweet my Coz, be merry.