Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Bel. Bel.
Bel. You are not well: Remaine heere in the Caue,
Bel. Wee'l come to you after Hunting.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. Brother, stay heere:
Arui. Are we not Brothers?
Imo. Imo.
Imo. So man and man should be,
Imo. But Clay and Clay, differs in dignitie,
Imo. Whose dust is both alike. I am very sicke,
Gui. Gui.
Gui. Go you to Hunting, Ile abide with him.
Imo. So sicke I am not, yet I am not well:
Imo. But not so Citizen a wanton, as
Imo. To seeme to dye, ere sicke: So please you, leaue me,
Imo. Sticke to your Iournall course: the breach of Custome,
Imo. Is breach of all. I am ill, but your being by me
Imo. Cannot amend me. Society, is no comfort
Imo. To one not sociable: I am not very sicke,