Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Men. Wilt thou be Lord of the whole world?
Men. That's twice.
Pom. Pom.
Pom. How should that be?
Men. Men.
Men. But entertaine it, and though thou thinke me
Men. poore, I am the man will giue thee all the world.
Pom. Hast thou drunke well.
Men. No Pompey, I haue kept me from the cup,
Men. Thou art if thou dar'st be, the earthly Ioue:
Men. What ere the Ocean pales, or skie inclippes,
Men. Is thine, if thou wilt ha't.
Pom. Shew me which way?
Men. These three World‑sharers, these Competitors
Men. Are in thy vessell. Let me cut the Cable,
Men. And when we are put off, fall to their throates: