Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cæs. Nothing more deere to me: You are abus'd
Cæs. Beyond the marke of thought: and the high Gods
Cæs. To do you Iustice, makes his Ministers
Cæs. Of vs, and those that loue you. Best of comfort,
Cæs. And euer welcom to vs.
Agrip. Agrip.
Agrip. Welcome Lady.
Mec. Mec.
Mec. Welcome deere Madam,
Mec. Each heart in Rome does loue and pitty you,
Mec. Onely th'adulterous Anthony, most large
Mec. In his abhominations, turnes you off,
Mec. And giues his potent Regiment to a Trull
Mec. That noyses it against vs.
Octa. Octa.
Octa. Is it so sir?
Cæs. Cæs.
Cæs. Most certaine: Sister welcome: pray you
Cæs. Be euer knowne to patience. My deer'st Sister.
Cæs. Exeunt