Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Dem. And may for ought thou know'st affected be.
Chi. Chi.
Chi. Demetrius, thou doo'st ouer‑weene in all,
Chi. And so in this, to beare me downe with braues,
Chi. 'Tis not the difference of a yeere or two
Chi. Makes me lesse gracious, or thee more fortunate:
Chi. I am as able, and as fit, as thou,
Chi. To serue, and to deserue my Mistris grace,
Chi. And that my sword vpon thee shall approue,
Chi. And plead my passions for Lauinia's loue.
Aron. Aron.
Aron. Clubs, clubs, these louers will not keep the peace.
Dem. Dem.
Dem. Why Boy, although our mother (vnaduised)
Dem. Gaue you a daunsing Rapier by your side,
Dem. Are you so desperate growne to threat your friends?
Dem. Goe too: haue your Lath glued within your sheath,
Dem. Till you know better how to handle it.
Chi. Meane while sir, with the little skill I haue,