Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. Tim.
Tim. That Nature being sicke of mans vnkindnesse
Tim. Should yet be hungry: Common Mother, thou
Tim. Whose wombe vnmeasureable, and infinite brest
Tim. Teemes and feeds all: whose selfesame Mettle
Tim. Whereof thy proud Childe (arrogant man) is puft,
Tim. Engenders the blacke Toad, and Adder blew,
Tim. The gilded Newt, and eyelesse venom'd Worme,
Tim. With all th'abhorred Births below Crispe Heauen,
Tim. Whereon Hyperions quickning fire doth shine:
Tim. Yeeld him, who all the humane Sonnes do hate,
Tim. From foorth thy plenteous bosome, one poore roote:
Tim. Enseare thy Fertile and Conceptious wombe,
Tim. Let it no more bring out ingratefull man.
Tim. Goe great with Tygers, Dragons, Wolues, and Beares,
Tim. Teeme with new Monsters, whom thy vpward face
Tim. Hath to the Marbled Mansion all aboue
Tim. Neuer presented. O, a Root, deare thankes:
Tim. Dry vp thy Marrowes, Vines, and Plough‑torne Leas,
Tim. Whereof ingratefull man with Licourish draughts