Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mow. Mow.
Mow. You wish me health in very happy season,
Mow. For I am, on the sodaine, something ill.
Bish. Bish.
Bish. Against ill Chances, men are euer merry,
Bish. But heauinesse fore‑runnes the good euent.
West. West.
West. Therefore be merry (Cooze) since sodaine sorrow
West. Serues to say thus: some good thing comes to morrow.
Bish. Beleeue me, I am passing light in spirit.
Mow. So much the worse, if your owne Rule be true.
Iohn. Iohn.
Iohn. The word of Peace is render'd: hearke how
Iohn. they showt.
Mow. This had been chearefull, after Victorie.
Bish. A Peace is of the nature of a Conquest: