Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Seb. Seb.
Seb. He is drunke now;
Seb. Where had he wine?
Alo. Alo.
Alo. And Trinculo is reeling ripe: where should they
Alo. Finde this grand Liquor that hath gilded 'em?
Alo. How cam'st thou in this pickle?
Tri. Tri.
Tri. I haue bin in such a pickle since I saw you last,
Tri. That I feare me will neuer out of my bones:
Tri. I shall not feare fly‑blowing.
Seb. Why how now Stephano?
Ste. Ste.
Ste. O touch me not, I am not Stephano, but a Cramp.
Pro. Pro.
Pro. You'ld be King o'the Isle, Sirha?
Ste. I should haue bin a sore one then.