Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clo. of life, here's a small trifle of wiues, alas, fifteene wiues
Clo. is nothing, a leuen widdowes and nine maides is a sim
Clo. ple comming in for one man, and then to scape drow
Clo. ning thrice, and to be in perill of my life with the edge
Clo. of a featherbed, here are simple scapes: well, if Fortune
Clo. be a woman, she's a good wench for this gere: Father
Clo. come, Ile take my leaue of the Iew in the twinkling.
Clo. Exit Clowne.
Bass. Bass.
Bass. I praie thee good Leonardo thinke on this,
Bass. These things being bought and orderly bestowed
Bass. Returne in haste, for I doe feast to night
Bass. My best esteemd acquaintance, hie thee goe.
Leon. Leon.
Leon. My best endeuors shall be done herein.
Leon. Exit. Le.
Leon. Enter Gratiano.
Gra. Gra.
Gra. Where's your Maister.
Gra. Leon. Yonder