Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ste. Ste.
Ste. Stand farther: Come proceede.
Cal. Cal.
Cal. Why, as I told thee, 'tis a custome with him
Cal. I'th afternoone to sleepe: there thou maist braine him,
Cal. Hauing first seiz'd his bookes: Or with a logge
Cal. Batter his skull, or paunch him with a stake,
Cal. Or cut his wezand with thy knife. Remember
Cal. First to possesse his Bookes; for without them
Cal. Hee's but a Sot, as I am; nor hath not
Cal. One Spirit to command: they all do hate him
Cal. As rootedly as I. Burne but his Bookes,
Cal. He ha's braue Vtensils (for so he calles them)
Cal. Which when he ha's a house, hee'l decke withall.
Cal. And that most deeply to consider, is
Cal. The beautie of his daughter: he himselfe
Cal. Cals her a non‑pareill: I neuer saw a woman
Cal. But onely Sycorax my Dam, and she;
Cal. But she as farre surpasseth Sycorax,
Cal. As great'st do's least