Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mer. To an vntyreable and continuate goodnesse:
Mer. He passes.
Iew. Iew.
Iew. I haue a Iewell heere.
Mer. Mer.
Mer. O pray let's see't. For the Lord Timon, sir?
Iewel. Iewel.
Iewel. If he will touch the estimate. But for that—
Poet. Poet.
Poet. When we for recompence haue prais'd the vild,
Poet. It staines the glory in that happy Verse,
Poet. Which aptly sings the good.
Mer. 'Tis a good forme.
Iewel. And rich: heere is a Water looke ye.
Pain. Pain.
Pain. You are rapt sir, in some worke, some Dedica
Pain. tion to the great Lord.