Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Leo. Would hang themselues. Physick for’t, there’s none:
Leo. It is a bawdy Planet, that will strike
Leo. Where 'tis predominant; and 'tis powrefull: thinke it:
Leo. From East, West, North, and South, be it concluded,
Leo. No Barricado for a Belly. Know’t,
Leo. It will let in and out the Enemy,
Leo. With bag and baggage: many thousand on’s
Leo. Haue the Disease, and feele’t not. How now Boy?
Mam. Mam.
Mam. I am like you say.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. Why, that’s some comfort.
Leo. What? Camillo there?
Cam. Cam.
Cam. I, my good Lord.
Leo. Goe play (Mamillius) thou’rt an honest man:
Leo. Camillo, this great Sir will yet stay longer.
Cam. You had much adoe to make his Anchor hold,