Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cam. The truth of your owne seeming, that you may
Cam. (For I doe feare eyes ouer) to Ship‑boord
Cam. Get vndescry’d.
Perd. Perd.
Perd. I see the Play so lyes,
Perd. That I must beare a part.
Cam. Cam.
Cam. No remedie:
Cam. Haue you done there?
Flo. Flo.
Flo. Should I now meet my Father,
Flo. He would not call me Sonne.
Cam. Nay, you shall haue no Hat:
Cam. Come Lady, come: Farewell (my friend.)
Aut. Aut.
Aut. Adieu, Sir.
Flo. O Perdita: what haue we twaine forgot?
Flo. ’Pray