Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Sal. A vessell of our countrey richly fraught:
Sal. I thought vpon Anthonio when he told me,
Sal. And wisht in silence that it were not his.
Sol. Sol.
Sol. Yo were best to tell Anthonio what you heare.
Sol. Yet doe not suddainely, for it may grieue him.
Sal. Sal.
Sal. A kinder Gentleman treads not the earth,
Sal. I saw Bassanio and Anthonio part,
Sal. Bassanio told him he would make some speede
Sal. Of his returne: he answered, doe not so,
Sal. Slubber not businesse for my sake Bassanio,
Sal. But stay the very riping of the time,
Sal. And for the Iewes bond which he hath of me,
Sal. Let it not enter in your minde of loue:
Sal. Be merry, and imploy your chiefest thoughts
Sal. To courtship, and such faire ostents of loue
Sal. As shall conueniently become you there;
Sal. And euen there his eye being big with teares,
Sal. Turning his face, he put his hand behinde him,