Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Corio. The very way to catch them.
Bru. Bru.
Bru. You speake a'th'people, as if you were a God,
Bru. To punish; Not a man, of their Infirmity.
Sicin. Sicin.
Sicin. 'Twere well we let the people know't.
Mene. Mene.
Mene. What, what? His Choller?
Cor. Cor.
Cor. Choller? Were I as patient as the midnight sleep,
Cor. By Ioue, 'twould be my minde.
Sicin. It is a minde that shall remain a poison
Sicin. Where it is: not poyson any further.
Corio. Corio.
Corio. Shall remaine?
Corio. Heare you this Triton of the Minnoues? Marke you
Corio. His absolute Shall?
Com. Com.
Com. 'Twas from the Cannon.