Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ar. Exit.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. A Deuill, a borne‑Deuill, on whose nature
Pro. Nurture can neuer sticke: on whom my paines
Pro. Humanely taken, all, all lost, quite lost,
Pro. And, as with age, his body ouglier growes,
Pro. So his minde cankers: I will plague them all,
Pro. Euen to roaring: Come, hang on them this line.
Pro. Enter Ariell, loaden with glistering apparell, &c. Enter
Pro. Caliban, Stephano, and Trinculo, all wet.
Cal. Cal.
Cal. Pray you tread softly, that the blinde Mole may
Cal. not heare a foot fall: we now are neere his Cell.
St. St.
St. Monster, your Fairy, wͨ which you say is a harmles Fairy,
St. Has done little better then plaid the Iacke with vs.
Trin. Trin.
Trin. Monster, I do smell all horse‑pisse, at which
Trin. My nose is in great indignation.
Ste. Ste.