Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. Ant.
Ant. There is my hand, and let it feele your eare.
Pinch. Pinch.
Pinch. I charge thee Sathan, hous'd within this man,
Pinch. To yeeld possession to my holie praiers,
Pinch. And to thy state of darknesse hie thee straight,
Pinch. I coniure thee by all the Saints in heauen.
Anti. Anti.
Anti. Peace doting wizard, peace; I am not mad.
Adr. Adr.
Adr. Oh that thou wer't not, poore distressed soule.
Anti. You Minion you, are these your Customers?
Anti. Did this Companion with the saffron face
Anti. Reuell and feast it at my house to day,
Anti. Whil'st vpon me the guiltie doores were shut,
Anti. And I denied to enter in my house.
Adr. O husband, God doth know you din'd at home
Adr. Where would you had remain'd vntill this time,