Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. Go too:
Tim. Perchance some single vantages you tooke,
Tim. When my indisposition put you backe,
Tim. And that vnaptnesse made your minister
Tim. Thus to excuse your selfe.
Stew. Stew.
Stew. O my good Lord,
Stew. At many times I brought in my accompts,
Stew. Laid them before you, you would throw them off,
Stew. And say you sound them in mine honestie,
Stew. When for some trifling present you haue bid me
Stew. Returne so much, I haue shooke my head, and wept:
Stew. Yea 'gainst th'Authoritie of manners, pray'd you
Stew. To hold your hand more close: I did indure
Stew. Not sildome, nor no slight checkes, when I haue
Stew. Prompted you in the ebbe of your estate,
Stew. And your great flow of debts; my lou'd Lord,
Stew. Though you heare now (too late) yet nowes a time,
Stew. The greatest of your hauing, lackes a halfe,
Stew. To pay your present debts.