Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sola. And laugh like Parrats at a bag‑piper.
Sola. And other of such vineger aspect,
Sola. That they'll not shew their teeth in way of smile,
Sola. Though Nestor sweare the iest be laughable.
Sola. Enter Bassanio, Lorenso, and Gratiano.
Sola. Sola.
Sola. Heere comes Bassanio,
Sola. Your most noble Kinsman,
Sola. Gratiano, and Lorenso. Faryewell,
Sola. We leaue you now with better company.
Sala. Sala.
Sala. I would haue staid till I had made you merry,
Sala. If worthier friends had not preuented me.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Your worth is very deere in my regard.
Ant. I take it your owne busines calls on you,
Ant. And you embrace th'occasion to depart.
Sal. Sal.
Sal. Good morrow my good Lords.
Bass. Bass.