Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. Thus would I eate it.
Ape. Ape.
Ape. Heere, I will mend thy Feast.
Tim. Tim.
Tim. First mend thy company, take away thy selfe.
Ape. So I shall mend mine owne, by'th'lacke of thine
Tim. 'Tis not well mended so, it is but botcht;
Tim. If not, I would it were.
Ape. What would'st thou haue to Athens?
Tim. Thee thither in a whirlewind: if thou wilt,
Tim. Tell them there I haue Gold, looke, so I haue.
Ape. Heere is no vse for Gold.
Tim. The best, and truest:
Tim. For heere it sleepes, and do's no hyred harme.