Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ner. Ner.
Ner. Silence bestowes that vertue on it Madam.
Por. Por.
Por. The Crow doth sing as sweetly as the Larke
Por. When
Por. The Merchant of Venice.
Por. When neither is attended: and I thinke
Por. The Nightingale if she should sing by day
Por. When euery Goose is cackling, would be thought
Por. No better a Musitian then the Wren?
Por. How many things by season, season'd are
Por. To their right praise, and true perfection:
Por. Peace, how the Moone sleepes with Endimion,
Por. And would not be awak'd.
Por. Musicke ceases.
Lor. Lor.
Lor. That is the voice,
Lor. Or I am much deceiu'd of Portia.
Por. He knowes me as the blinde man knowes the