Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tra. Tis well, and hold your owne in any case
Tra. With such austeritie as longeth to a father.
Tra. Enter Biondello.
Ped. Ped.
Ped. I warrant you: but sir here comes your boy,
Ped. 'Twere good he were school'd.
Tra. Tra.
Tra. Feare you not him: sirra Biondello,
Tra. Now doe your dutie throughlie I aduise you:
Tra. Imagine 'twere the right Vincentio.
Bion. Bion.
Bion. Tut, feare not me.
Tra. But hast thou done thy errand to Baptista.
Bion. I told him that your father was at Venice,
Bion. And that you look't for him this day in Padua.
Tra. Th'art a tall fellow, hold thee that to drinke,
Tra. Here comes Baptista: set your countenance sir.