Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Corio. Heare you this Triton of the Minnoues? Marke you
Corio. His absolute Shall?
Com. Com.
Com. 'Twas from the Cannon.
Cor. Cor.
Cor. Shall? O God! but most vnwise Patricians: why
Cor. You graue, but wreaklesse Senators, haue you thus
Cor. Giuen Hidra heere to choose an Officer,
Cor. That with his peremptory Shall, being but
Cor. The horne, and noise o'th'Monsters, wants not spirit
Cor. To say, hee'l turne your Current in a ditch,
Cor. And make your Channell his? If he haue power,
Cor. Then vale your Ignorance: If none, awake
Cor. Your dangerous Lenity: If you are Learn'd,
Cor. Be not as common Fooles; if you are not,
Cor. Let them haue Cushions by you. You are Plebeians,
Cor. If they be Senators: and they are no lesse,
Cor. When both your voices blended, the great'st taste
Cor. Most pallates theirs. They choose their Magistrate,
Cor. And such a one as he, who puts his Shall,