Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mist.Page. Mist.Page.
Mist.Page. Why Sir Iohn, do you thinke though wee
Mist.Page. would haue thrust vertue out of our hearts by the head
Mist.Page. and shoulders, and haue giuen our selues without scru
Mist.Page. ple to hell, that euer the deuill could haue made you our
Mist.Page. delight?
Ford. Ford.
Ford. What, a hodge‑pudding? A bag of flax?
Mist.Page. A puft man?
Page. Page.
Page. Old, cold, wither'd, and of intollerable en
Page. trailes?
Ford. And one that is as slanderous as Sathan?
Page. And as poore as Iob?
Ford. And as wicked as his wife?
Euan. Euan.