Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Cup. their Patron, and come freely to gratulate thy plentious
Cup. bosome.
Cup. There tast, touch all, pleas'd from thy Table rise:
Cup. They onely now come but to Feast thine eies.
Timo. Timo.
Timo. They'r welcome all, let 'em haue kind admit
Timo. tance. Musicke make their welcome.
Luc. Luc.
Luc. You see my Lord, how ample y'are belou'd.
Aper. Aper.
Aper. Hoyday,
Aper. What a sweepe of vanitie comes this way.
Aper. They daunce? They are madwomen,
Aper. gg3
Aper. Like
Aper. Timon of Athens.
Aper. Like Madnesse is the glory of this life,
Aper. As this pompe shewes to a little oyle and roote.
Aper. We make our selues Fooles, to disport our selues,
Aper. And spend our Flatteries, to drinke those men,