Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. Hauing alike your cause. Of this, my Letters
Ant. Before did satisfie you. If you'l patch a quarrell,
Ant. As matter whole you haue to make it with,
Ant. x3
Ant. It
Ant. The Tragedie of
Ant. It must not be with this.
Cæs. Cæs.
Cæs. You praise your selfe, by laying defects of iudge
Cæs. ment to me: but you patcht vp your excuses.
Anth. Anth.
Anth. Not so, not so:
Anth. I know you could not lacke, I am certaine on't,
Anth. Very necessity of this thought, that I
Anth. Your Partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought,
Anth. Could not with gracefull eyes attend those Warres
Anth. Which fronted mine owne peace. As for my wife,
Anth. I would you had her spirit, in such another,
Anth. The third oth'world is yours, which with a Snaffle,
Anth. You may pace easie, but not such a wife.