Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cask. Transformed with their feare, who swore, they saw
Cask. Men, all in fire, walke vp and downe the streetes.
Cask. And yesterday, the Bird of Night did sit,
Cask. Euen at Noone‑day, vpon the Market place,
Cask. Howting, and shreeking. When these Prodigies
Cask. Doe so conioyntly meet, let not men say,
Cask. These are their Reasons, they are Naturall:
Cask. For I beleeue, they are portentous things
Cask. Vnto the Clymate, that they point vpon.
Cic. Cic.
Cic. Indeed, it is a strange disposed time:
Cic. But men may construe things after their fashion,
Cic. Cleane from the purpose of the things themselues.
Cic. Comes Cæsar to the Capitoll to morrow?
Cask. Cask.
Cask. He doth: for he did bid Antonio
Cask. Send word to you, he would be there to morrow.
Cic. Good‑night then, Caska:
Cic. This disturbed Skie is not to walke in.