Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glou. Me thinkes the ground is eeuen.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. Horrible steepe.
Edg. Hearke, do you heare the Sea?
Glou. Glou.
Glou. No truly.
Edg. Why then your other Senses grow imperfect
Edg. By your eyes anguish.
Glou. So may it be indeed.
Glou. Me thinkes thy voyce is alter'd, and thou speak'st
Glou. In better phrase, and matter then thou did'st.
Edg. Y'are much deceiu'd: In nothing am I chang'd
Edg. But in my Garments.
Glou. Me thinkes y'are better spoken.
Edg. Come on Sir,