Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aru. Aru.
Aru. All Gold and Siluer rather turne to durt,
Aru. As 'tis no better reckon'd, but of those
Aru. Who worship durty Gods.
Imo. Imo.
Imo. I see you're angry:
Imo. Know, if you kill me for my fault, I should
Imo. Haue dyed, had I not made it.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. Whether bound?
Imo. To Milford‑Hauen.
Bel. What's your name?
Imo. Fidele Sir: I haue a Kinsman, who
Imo. Is bound for Italy; he embark'd at Milford,
Imo. To whom being going, almost spent with hunger,
Imo. I am falne in this offence.