Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Luc. Ah Tranio, what a cruell Fathers he:
Luc. But art thou not aduis'd, he tooke some care
Luc. To get her cunning Schoolemasters to instruct her.
Tra. Tra.
Tra. I marry am I sir, and now 'tis plotted.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. I haue it Tranio.
Tra. Master, for my hand,
Tra. Both our inuentions meet and iumpe in one.
Luc. Tell me thine first.
Tra. You will be schoole‑master,
Tra. And vndertake the teaching of the maid:
Tra. That's your deuice.
Luc. It is: May it be done?
Tra. Not possible: for who shall beare your part,