Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ol. How now, art thou mad?
Clo. Clo.
Clo. No Madam, I do but reade madnesse: and your
Clo. Ladyship will haue it as it ought to bee, you must allow
Clo. Vox.
Ol. Ol.
Ol. Prethee reade i'thy right wits.
Clo. So I do Madona: but to reade his right wits, is to
Clo. reade thus: therefore, perpend my Princesse, and giue
Clo. eare.
Ol. Read it you, sirrah.
Fab. Fab.
Fab. Reads.
Fab. By the Lord Madam, you wrong me, and
Fab. the world shall know it: Though you haue put mee into
Fab. darkenesse, and giuen your drunken Cosine rule ouer me,
Fab. yet haue I the benefit of my senses as well as your Ladie
Fab. ship. I haue your owne letter, that induced mee to the