Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. The three‑fold World diuided, he should stand
Ant. One of the three to share it?
Octa. Octa.
Octa. So you thought him,
Octa. And tooke his voyce who should be prickt to dye
Octa. In our blacke Sentence and Proscription.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Octauius, I haue seene more dayes then you,
Ant. And though we lay these Honours on this man,
Ant. To ease our selues of diuers sland'rous loads,
Ant. He shall but beare them, as the Asse beares Gold,
Ant. To groane and swet vnder the Businesse,
Ant. Either led or driuen, as we point the way:
Ant. And hauing brought our Treasure, where we will,
Ant. Then take we downe his Load, and turne him off
Ant. (Like to the empty Asse) to shake his eares,
Ant. And graze in Commons.
Octa. You may do your will:
Octa. But hee's a tried, and valiant Souldier.