Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clo. of it, I now belch from my heart) that shee held the very
Clo. Garment of Posthumus, in more respect, then my Noble
Clo. and naturall person; together with the adornement of
Clo. my Qualities. With that Suite vpon my backe wil I ra
Clo. uish her: first kill him, and in her eyes; there shall she see
Clo. my valour, which wil then be a torment to hir contempt.
Clo. He on the ground, my speech of insulment ended on his
Clo. dead bodie, and when my Lust hath dined (which, as I
Clo. say, to vex her, I will execute in the Cloathes that she so
Clo. prais'd:) to the Court Ile knock her backe, foot her home
Clo. againe. She hath despis'd mee reioycingly, and Ile bee
Clo. merry in my Reuenge.
Clo. Enter Pisanio.
Clo. Be those the Garments?
Pis. Pis.
Pis. I, my Noble Lord.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. How long is't since she went to Milford‑Hauen?
Pis. She can scarse be there yet.