Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Imo. Something's a‑foot: Soft, soft, wee'l no defence,
Imo. Obedient as the Scabbard. What is heere,
Imo. The Scriptures of the Loyall Leonatus,
Imo. All turn'd to Heresie? Away, away
Imo. Corrupters of my Faith, you shall no more
Imo. Be Stomachers to my heart: thus may poore Fooles
Imo. Beleeue false Teachers: Though those that are betraid
Imo. Do feele the Treason sharpely, yet the Traitor
Imo. Stands in worse case of woe. And thou Posthumus,
Imo. That didd'st set vp my disobedience 'gainst the King
Imo. My Father, and makes me put into contempt the suites
Imo. Of Princely Fellowes, shalt heereafter finde
Imo. It is no acte of common passage, but
Imo. A straine of Rarenesse: and I greeue my selfe,
Imo. To thinke, when thou shalt be disedg'd by her,
Imo. That now thou tyrest on, how thy memory
Imo. Will then be pang'd by me. Prythee dispatch,
Imo. The Lambe entreats the Butcher. Wher's thy knife?
Imo. Thou art too slow to do thy Masters bidding
Imo. When I desire it too.