Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gon. It is the Cowish terror of his spirit
Gon. That dares not vndertake: Hee'l not feele wrongs
Gon. Which tye him to an answer: our wishes on the way
Gon. May proue effects. Backe Edmond to my Brother,
Gon. Hasten his Musters, and conduct his powres.
Gon. I must change names at home, and giue the Distaffe
Gon. Into my Husbands hands. This trustie Seruant
Gon. Shall passe betweene vs: ere long you are like to heare
Gon. (If you dare venture in your owne behalfe)
Gon. A Mistresses command. Weare this; spare speech,
Gon. Decline your head. This kisse, if it durst speake
Gon. Would stretch thy Spirits vp into the ayre:
Gon. Conceiue, and fare thee well.
Bast. Bast.
Bast. Yours in the rankes of death.
Bast. Exit.
Gon. Gon.
Gon. My most deere Gloster.
Gon. Oh, the difference of man, and man,
Gon. To thee a Womans seruices are due,