Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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E. Dro. E. Dro.
E. Dro. They stand at the doore, Master, bid them
E. Dro. welcome hither.
Anti. Anti.
Anti. There is something in the winde, that we cannot
Anti. get in.
E. Dro. You would say so Master, if your garments
E. Dro. were thin.
E. Dro. Your cake here is warme within: you stand here in the
E. Dro. cold.
E. Dro. It would make a man mad as a Bucke to be so bought
E. Dro. and sold.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Go fetch me something, Ile break ope the gate.
S. Dro. S. Dro.
S. Dro. Breake any breaking here, and Ile breake your
S. Dro. knaues pate.
E. Dro. A man may breake a word with your sir, and