Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Eno. He thinks, being twenty times of better fortune,
Eno. He is twenty men to one.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. To morrow Soldier,
Ant. By Sea and Land Ile fight: or I will liue,
Ant. Or bathe my dying Honor in the blood
Ant. Shall make it liue againe. Woo't thou fight well.
Eno. Eno.
Eno. Ile strike, and cry, Take all.
Ant. Well said, come on:
Ant. Call forth my Houshold Seruants, lets to night
Ant. Enter 3 or 4 Seruitors.
Ant. Be bounteous at our Meale. Giue me thy hand,
Ant. Thou hast bin rightly honest, so hast thou,
Ant. Thou, and thou, and thou: you haue seru'd me well,
Ant. And Kings haue beene your fellowes.
Cleo. Cleo.
Cleo. What meanes this?