Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pol. Pol.
Pol. Soft Swaine a‑while, beseech you,
Pol. Haue you a Father?
Flo. Flo.
Flo. I haue: but what of him?
Pol. Knowes he of this?
Flo. He neither do’s, nor shall.
Pol. Me‑thinkes a Father,
Pol. Is at the Nuptiall of his sonne, a guest
Pol. That best becomes the Table: Pray you once more
Pol. Is not your Father growne incapeable
Pol. Of reasonable affayres? Is he not stupid
Pol. With Age, and altring Rheumes? Can he speake? heare?
Pol. Know man, from man? Dispute his owne estate?
Pol. Lies he not bed‑rid? And againe, do’s nothing
Pol. But what he did, being childish?