Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hub. Hub.
Hub. Thou hast a perfect thought:
Hub. I will vpon all hazards well beleeue
Hub. Thou art my friend, that know'st my tongue so well:
Hub. Who are thou?
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Who thou wilt: and if thou please
Bast. Thou maist be‑friend me so much, as to thinke
Bast. I come one way of the Plantagenets.
Hub. Vnkinde remembrance: thou, & endles night,
Hub. Haue done me shame: Braue Soldier, pardon me,
Hub. That any accent breaking from thy tongue,
Hub. Should scape the true acquaintance of mine eare.
Bast. Come, come: sans complement, What newes
Bast. abroad?
Hub. Why heere walke I, in the black brow of night
Hub. To finde you out.