Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vio. That will allow me very worth his seruice.
Vio. What else may hap, to time I will commit,
Vio. Onely shape thou thy silence to my wit.
Cap. Cap.
Cap. Be you his Eunuch, and your Mute Ile bee,
Cap. When my tongue blabs, then let mine eyes not see.
Vio. Vio.
Vio. I thanke thee: Lead me on.
Vio. Exeunt
Vio. Scæna Tertia.
Vio. [Act 1, Scene 3]
Vio. Enter Sir Toby, and Maria.
Sir To. Sir To.
Sir To. What a plague meanes my Neece to take the
Sir To. death of her brother thus? I am sure care's an enemie to
Sir To. life.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. By my troth sir Toby, you must come in earlyer
Mar. a nights: your Cosin, my Lady, takes great exceptions
Mar. to your ill houres.