Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Laun. The Merchant of Venice.
Gob. Gob.
Gob. Be Gods sonties 'twill be a hard waie to hit, can
Gob. you tell me whether one Launcelet that dwels with him,
Gob. dwell with him or no.
Laun. Laun.
Laun. Talke you of yong Master Launcelet, marke
Laun. me now, now will I raise the waters; talke you of yong
Laun. Maister Launcelet?
Gob. No Maister sir, but a poore mans sonne, his Fa
Gob. ther though I say't is an honest exceeding poore man,
Gob. and God be thanked well to liue.
Lan. Lan.
Lan. Well, let his Father be what a will, wee talke of
Lan. yong Maister Launcelet.
Gob. Your worships friend and Launcelet.
Laun. But I praie you ergo old man, ergo I beseech you,