Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mar.Fat. Mar.Fat.
Mar.Fat. Vnlesse the feare of death doth make me
Mar.Fat. dote, I see my sonne Antipholus and Dromio.
E. Ant. E. Ant.
E. Ant. Iustice (sweet Prince) against ydthe Woman there:
E. Ant. She whom thou gau'st to me to be my wife;
E. Ant. That hath abused and dishonored me,
E. Ant. Euen in the strength and height of iniurie:
E. Ant. Beyond imagination is the wrong
E. Ant. That she this day hath shamelesse throwne on me.
Duke. Duke.
Duke. Discouer how, and thou shalt f me iust.
E. Ant. This day (great Duke) she s doores
E. Ant. vpon me,
E. Ant. While she with Harlots feasted in my house.
Duke. A greeuous fault: say woman, didst thou so?
Adr. Adr.
Adr. No my good Lord. My selfe, he, and my sister,