Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sal. Commends him to you.
Bass. Bass.
Bass. Ere I ope his Letter
Bass. I pray you tell me how my good friend doth.
Sal. Sal.
Sal. Not sicke my Lord, vnlesse it be in minde,
Sal. Nor wel, vnlesse in minde: his Letter there
Sal. Wil shew you his estate.
Sal. Opens the Letter.
Gra. Gra.
Gra. Nerrissa, cheere yond stranger, bid her welcom.
Gra. Your hand Salerio, what's the newes from Venice?
Gra. How doth that royal Merchant good Anthonio;
Gra. I know he will be glad of our successe,
Gra. We are the Iasons, we haue won the fleece.
Sal. I would you had vvon the fleece that hee hath
Sal. lost.
Por. Por.
Por. There are some shrewd contents in yond same