Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. seest not thy losse in transformation.
Ape. Ape.
Ape. If thou could'st please me
Ape. With speaking to me, thou might'st
Ape. Haue hit vpon it heere.
Ape. The Commonwealth of Athens, is become
Ape. A Forrest of Beasts.
Tim. Tim.
Tim. How ha's the Asse broke the wall, that thou art
Tim. out of the Citie.
Ape. Yonder comes a Poet and a Painter:
Ape. The plague of Company light vpon thee:
Ape. I will feare to catch it, and giue way.
Ape. When I know not what else to do,
Ape. Ile see thee againe.
Tim. When there is nothing liuing but thee,
Tim. Thou shalt be welcome.
Tim. I had rather be a Beggers Dogge,