Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bast. Brother adieu, good fortune come to thee,
Bast. For thou wast got i'th way of honesty.
Bast. Exeunt all but bastard.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. A foot of Honor better then I was,
Bast. But many a many foot of Land the worse.
Bast. Well, now can I make any Ioane a Lady,
Bast. Good den Sir Richard, Godamercy fellow,
Bast. And if his name be George, Ile call him Peter;
Bast. For new made honor doth forget mens names:
Bast. 'Tis two respectiue, and too sociable
Bast. For your conuersion, now your traueller,
Bast. Hee and his tooth‑picke at my worships messe,
Bast. And when my knightly stomacke is suffis'd,
Bast. Why then I sucke my teeth, and catechize
Bast. Thus leaning on mine elbow I begin,
Bast. I shall beseech you; that isd question now,
Bast. And then comes answer like an Absey booke:
Bast. O sir, sayes answer, at your best command,
Bast. No sir, saies question, I sweet sir at yours,