Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Iewel. Iewel.
Iewel. My Lord, 'tis rated
Iewel. As those which sell would giue: but you well know,
Iewel. Things of like valew differing in the Owners,
Iewel. Are prized by their Masters. Beleeu't deere Lord,
Iewel. You mend the Iewell by the wearing it.
Tim. Tim.
Tim. Well mock'd.
Tim. Enter Apermantus.
Mer. Mer.
Mer. No my good Lord, he speakes yͤ common toong
Mer. Which all men speake with him.
Tim. Looke who comes heere, will you be chid?
Iewel. Wee'l beare with your Lordship.
Mer. Hee'l spare none.
Tim. Good morrow to thee,