Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mor. Had you beene as wise as bold,
Mor. Yong in limbs, in iudgement old,
Mor. Your answere had not beene inscrold,
Mor. Fareyouwell, your suite is cold,
Mor. Mor.
Mor. Cold indeede, and labour lost,
Mor. Then farewell heate, and welcome frost:
Mor. Portia adew, I haue too grieu'd a heart
Mor. To take a tedious leaue: thus loosers part.
Mor. Exit.
Por. Por.
Por. A gentle riddance: draw the curtaines, go:
Por. Let all of his complexion choose me so.
Por. Exeunt.
Por. [Act 2, Scene 8]
Por. Enter Salarino and Solanio.
Por. Flo. Cornets.
Sal. Sal.
Sal. Why man I saw Bassanio vnder sayle;
Sal. With him is Gratiano gone along;