Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Antig. Then when I feele, and see her, no farther trust her:
Antig. For euery ynch of Woman in the World,
Antig. I, euery dram of Womans flesh is false,
Antig. If she be.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. Hold your peaces.
Lord. Lord.
Lord. Good my Lord.
Antig. Antig.
Antig. It is for you we speake, not for our selues:
Antig. You are abus’d, and by some putter on,
Antig. That will be damn’d for’t: would I knew the Villaine,
Antig. I would
Antig. The Winters Tale.
Antig. I would Land‑damne him: be she honor‑flaw’d,
Antig. I haue three daughters: the eldest is eleuen;
Antig. The second, and the third, nine: and some fiue:
Antig. If this proue true, they’l pay for’t. By mine Honor
Antig. Ile gell’d em all: fourteene they shall not see
Antig. To bring false generations: they are co‑heyres,