Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Imo. Enter Belarius, Guiderius, and Aruiragus.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. You Polidore haue prou'd best Woodman, and
Bel. Are Master of the Feast: Cadwall, and I
Bel. Will play the Cooke, and Seruant, 'tis our match:
Bel. The sweat of industry would dry, and dye
Bel. But for the end it workes too. Come, our stomackes
Bel. Will make what's homely, sauoury: Wearinesse
Bel. Can snore vpon the Flint, when restie Sloth
Bel. Findes the Downe‑pillow hard. Now peace be heere,
Bel. Poore house, that keep'st thy selfe.
Gui. Gui.
Gui. I am throughly weary.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. I am weake with toyle, yet strong in appetite.
Gui. There is cold meat i'th'Caue, we'l brouz on that
Gui. Whil'st what we haue kill'd, be Cook'd.
Bel. Stay, come not in: