Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ant. On your displeasures perill, and on mine,
Ant. She should not visit you.
Leo. Leo.
Leo. What? canst not rule her?
Paul. Paul.
Paul. From all dishonestie he can: in this
Paul. (Vnlesse he take the course that you haue done)
Paul. Commit me, for committing honor, trust it,
Paul. He shall not rule me:
Ant. Ant.
Ant. La‑you now, you heare,
Ant. When she will take the raine, I let her run,
Ant. But shee’l not stumble.
Paul. Good my Liege, I come:
Paul. And I beseech you heare me, who professes
Paul. My selfe your loyall Seruant, your Physitian,
Paul. Your most obedient Counsailor: yet that dares
Paul. Lesse appeare so, in comforting your Euilles,
Paul. Then such as most seeme yours. I say, I come