Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sola. Not in loue neither: then let vs say you are sad
Sola. Because you are not merry: and 'twere as easie
Sola. For you to laugh and leape, and say you are merry
Sola. Because you are not sad. Now by two‑headed Ianus,
Sola. Nature hath fram'd strange fellowes in her time:
Sola. Some that will euermore peepe through their eyes,
Sola. And laugh like Parrats at a bag‑piper.
Sola. And other of such vineger aspect,
Sola. That they'll not shew their teeth in way of smile,
Sola. Though Nestor sweare the iest be laughable.
Sola. Enter Bassanio, Lorenso, and Gratiano.
Sola. Sola.
Sola. Heere comes Bassanio,
Sola. Your most noble Kinsman,
Sola. Gratiano, and Lorenso. Faryewell,
Sola. We leaue you now with better company.
Sala. Sala.
Sala. I would haue staid till I had made you merry,
Sala. If worthier friends had not preuented me.
Ant. Ant.