Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tim. Be Alcibiades your plague; you his,
Tim. And last so long enough.
1 1
1 We speake in vaine.
Tim. Tim.
Tim. But yet I loue my Country, and am not
Tim. One that reioyces in the common wracke,
Tim. As common bruite doth put it.
1 That's well spoke.
Tim. Commend me to my louing Countreymen.
1 These words become your lippes as they passe tho
1 row them.
2 2
2 And enter in our eares, like great Triumphers
2 In their applauding gates.
Tim. Commend me to them,