Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Orl. Nor shalt not, till necessity be seru'd.
Iaq. Iaq.
Iaq. Of what kinde should this Cocke come of?
Du. Sen. Du. Sen.
Du. Sen. Art thou thus bolden'd man by thy distres?
Du. Sen. Or else a rude despiser of good manners,
Du. Sen. That in ciuility thou seem'st so emptie?
Orl. Orl.
Orl. You touch'd my veine at first, the thorny point
Orl. Of bare distresse, hath tane from me the shew
Orl. Of smooth ciuility: yet am I in‑land bred,
Orl. And know some nourture: But forbeare, I say,
Orl. He dies that touches any of this fruite,
Orl. Till I, and my affaires are answered.
Iaq. And you will not be answer'd with reason,
Iaq. I must dye.
Du. Sen. What would you haue?
Du. Sen. Your gentlenesse shall force, more then your force