Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Volum. Then thou hast spoken words.
Sicin. Sicin.
Sicin. Oh blessed Heauens!
Volum. Volum.
Volum. Moe Noble blowes, then euer yͧ thou wise words.
Volum. And for Romes good, Ile tell thee what: yet goe:
Volum. Nay but thou shalt stay too: I would my Sonne
Volum. Were in Arabia, and thy Tribe before him,
Volum. His good Sword in his hand.
Sicin. What then?
Virg. Virg.
Virg. When then? Hee'ld make an end of thy posterity
Volum. Bastards, and all.
Volum. Good man, the Wounds that he does beare for Rome!
Menen. Menen.
Menen. Come, come, peace.
Sicin. I would he had continued to his Country