Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ros. Was't you he rescu'd?
Cel. Cel.
Cel. Was't you that did so oft contriue to kill him?
Oli. Oli.
Oli. 'Twas I: but 'tis not I: I doe not shame
Oli. To tell you what I was, since my conuersion
Oli. So sweetly tastes, being the thing I am.
Ros. Ros.
Ros. But for the bloody napkin?
Oli. By and by:
Oli. When from the first to last betwixt vs two,
Oli. Teares our recountments had most kindely bath'd,
Oli. As how I came into that Desert place.
Oli. I briefe, he led me to the gentle Duke,
Oli. Who gaue me fresh aray, and entertainment,
Oli. Committing me vnto my brothers loue,
Oli. Who led me instantly vnto his Caue,
Oli. There stript himselfe, and heere vpon his arme
Oli. The Lyonnesse had torne some flesh away,