Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Arui. And sawc'st our Brothes, as Iuno had bin sicke,
Arui. And he her Dieter.
Arui. Arui.
Arui. Nobly he yoakes
Arui. A smiling, with a sigh; as if the sighe
Arui. Was that it was, for not being such a Smile:
Arui. The Smile, mocking the Sigh, that it would flye
Arui. From so diuine a Temple, to commix
Arui. With windes, that Saylors raile at.
Gui. Gui.
Gui. I do note,
Gui. That greefe and patience rooted in them both,
Gui. Mingle their spurres together.
Arui. Grow patient,
Arui. And let the stinking‑Elder (Greefe) vntwine
Arui. His perishing roote, with the encreasing Vine.
Bel. Bel.
Bel. It is great morning. Come away: Who's there?
Bel. Enter Cloten.