Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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To. To.
To. Excellent, I smell a deuice.
An. An.
An. I hau't in my nose too.
To. He shall thinke by the Letters that thou wilt drop
To. that
To. Twelfe Night, or, What you will.
To. that they come from my Neece, and that shee's in loue
To. with him.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. My purpose is indeed a horse of that colour.
An. And your horse now would make him an Asse.
Mar. Asse, I doubt not.
An. O twill be admirable.
Mar. Sport royall I warrant you: I know my Phy