Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Seb. Seb.
Seb. I do, and surely
Seb. It is a sleepy Language; and thou speak'st
Seb. Out of thy sleepe: What is it thou didst say?
Seb. This is a strange repose, to be asleep
Seb. With eyes wide open: standing, speaking, mouing:
Seb. And yet so fast asleep.
Ant. Ant.
Ant. Noble Sebastian,
Ant. Thou let'st thy fortune sleepe: die rather: wink'st
Ant. Whiles thou art waking.
Seb. Thou do'st snore distinctly,
Seb. There's meaning in thy snores.
Ant. I am more serious then my custome: you
Ant. Must be so too, if heed me: which to do,
Ant. Trebbles thee o're.
Seb. Well: I am standing water.