Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Shy. Should fall as Iacobs hier, the Ewes being rancke,
Shy. In end of Autumne turned to the Rammes,
Shy. And when the worke of generation was
Shy. Betweene these woolly breeders in the act,
Shy. The skilfull shepheard pil'd me certaine wands,
Shy. And in the dooing of the deede of kinde,
Shy. He stucke them vp before the fulsome Ewes,
Shy. Who then conceauing, did in eaning time
Shy. Fall party‑colour'd lambs, and those were Iacobs.
Shy. This was a way to thriue, and he was blest:
Shy. And thrift is blessing if men steale it not.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. This was a venture sir that Iacob seru'd for,
Ant. A thing not in his power to bring to passe,
Ant. But sway'd and fashion'd by the hand of heauen.
Ant. Was this inserted to make interrest good?
Ant. Or is your gold and siluer Ewes and Rams?
Shy. Shy.
Shy. I cannot tell, I make it breede as fast,
Shy. But note me signior.