Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sil. And I in such a pouerty of grace,
Sil. That I shall thinke it a most plenteous crop
Sil. To gleane the broken eares after the man
Sil. That the maine haruest reapes: loose now and then
Sil. A scattred smile, and that Ile liue vpon.
Phe. Phe.
Phe. Knowst thou the youth that spoke to mee yere (while?
Sil. Sil.
Sil. Not very well, but I haue met him oft,
Sil. And he hath bought the Cottage and the bounds
Sil. That the old Carlot once was Master of.
Phe. Thinke not I loue him, though I ask for him,
Phe. 'Tis but a peeuish boy, yet he talkes well,
Phe. But what care I for words? yet words do well
Phe. When he that speakes them pleases those that heare:
Phe. It is a pretty youth, not very prettie,
Phe. But sure hee's proud, and yet his pride becomes him;
Phe. Hee'll make a proper man: the best thing in him
Phe. Is his complexion: and faster then his tongue