Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lar. My horse to yours, no.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Tis done.
Lart. Lart.
Lart. Agreed.
Lart. Mar.
Lart. The Tragedie of Coriolanus.
Mar. Say, ha's our Generall met the Enemy?
Mess. Mess.
Mess. They lye in view, but haue not spoke as yet.
Lart. So, the good Horse is mine.
Mart. Mart.
Mart. Ile buy him of you.
Lart. No, Ile nor sel, nor giue him: Lend you him I will
Lart. For halfe a hundred yeares: Summon the Towne.
Mar. How farre off lie these Armies?