Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mor. And more, and lesse, do flocke to follow him.
North. North.
North. I knew of this before. But to speake truth,
North. This present greefe had wip'd it from my minde.
North. Go in with me, and councell every man
North. The aptest way for safety, and reuenge:
North. Get Posts, and Letters, and make Friends with speed,
North. Neuer so few, nor neuer yet more need.
North. Exeunt.
North. Scena Tertia.
North. [Act 1, Scene 1]
North. Enter Falstaffe, and Page.
Fal. Fal.
Fal. Sirra, you giant, what saies the Doct. Doctor to my water?
Pag. Pag.
Pag. He said sir, the Water it selfe was a good healthy
Pag. water: but for the party that ow'd it, he might haue more
Pag. diseases then he knew for.
Fal. Men of all sorts take a pride to gird at mee: the