Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Pis. You haue me rich, and I will neuer faile
Pis. Beginning, nor supplyment.
Imo. Imo.
Imo. Thou art all the comfort
Imo. The Gods will diet me with. Prythee away,
Imo. There's more to be consider'd: but wee'l euen
Imo. All that good time will giue vs. This attempt,
Imo. I am Souldier too, and will abide it with
Imo. A Princes Courage. Away, I prythee.
Pis. Pis.
Pis. Well Madam, we must take a short farewell,
Pis. Least being mist, I be suspected of
Pis. Your carriage from the Court. My Noble Mistris,
Pis. Heere is a boxe, I had it from the Queene,
Pis. What's in't is precious: If you are sicke at Sea,
Pis. Or Stomacke‑qualm'd at Land, a Dramme of this
Pis. Will driue away distemper. To some shade,
Pis. And fit you to your Manhood: may the Gods
Pis. Direct you to the best.