Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fab. semblance I put on; with the which I doubt not, but to
Fab. do my selfe much right, or you much shame: thinke of
Fab. me as you please. I leaue my duty a little vnthought of,
Fab. and speake out of my iniury. The madly vs'd Maluolio.
Ol. Ol.
Ol. Did he write this?
Clo. Clo.
Clo. I Madame.
Du. Du.
Du. This sauours not much of distraction.
Ol. See him deliuer'd Fabian, bring him hither:
Ol. My Lord, so please you, these things further thought on,
Ol. To thinke me as well a sister, as a wife,
Ol. One day shall crowne th' alliance on't, so please you,
Ol. Heere at my house, and at my proper cost.
Du. Madam, I am most apt t' embrace your offer:
Du. Your Master quits you: and for your seruice done him,
Du. So much against the mettle of your sex,