Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Men. be angry.
Both. Both.
Both. Well, well sir, well.
Men. Men.
Men. Why 'tis no great matter: for a very little theefe
Men. of Occasion, will rob you of a great deale of Patience: Giue your dispositions the reines, and bee angry at your
Men. pleasures (at the least) if you take it as a pleasure to you, in
Men. being so: you blame Martius for being proud.
Brut. Brut.
Brut. We do it not alone, sir.
Men. I know you can doe very little alone, for your
Men. helpes are many, or else your actions would growe won
Men. drous single: your abilities are to Infant‑like, for doing
Men. much alone. You talke of Pride: Oh, that you could turn
Men. your eyes toward the Napes of your neckes, and make
Men. but an Interiour suruey of your good selues. Oh that you
Men. could.
Both. What then sir?