Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Glou. So may it be indeed.
Glou. Me thinkes thy voyce is alter'd, and thou speak'st
Glou. In better phrase, and matter then thou did'st.
Edg. Edg.
Edg. Y'are much deceiu'd: In nothing am I chang'd
Edg. But in my Garments.
Glou. Glou.
Glou. Me thinkes y'are better spoken.
Edg. Come on Sir,
Edg. Heere's the place: stand still: how fearefull
Edg. And dizie 'tis, to cast ones eyes so low,
Edg. The Crowes and Choughes, that wing the midway ayre
Edg. Shew scarse so grosse as Beetles. Halfe way downe
Edg. Hangs one that gathers Sampire: dreadfull Trade:
Edg. Me thinkes he seemes no bigger then his head.
Edg. The Fishermen, that walk'd vpon the beach
Edg. Appeare like Mice: and yond tall Anchoring Barke,
Edg. Diminish'd to her Cocke: her Cocke, a Buoy
Edg. Almost too small for sight. The murmuring Surge,