Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ber. I haue writ my letters, casketted my treasure,
Ber. Giuen order for our horses, and to night,
Ber. When I should take possession of the Bride,
Ber. And ere I doe begin.
Laf. Laf.
Laf. A good Trauailer is something at the latter end
Laf. of a dinner, but on that lies three thirds, and vses a
Laf. known truth to passe a thousand nothings with, should
Laf. bee once hard, and thrice beaten. God saue you Cap
Laf. taine.
Ber. Ber.
Ber. Is there any vnkindnes betweene my Lord and
Ber. u Monsieur?
Par. Par.
Par. I know not how I haue deserued to run into my
Par. ords displeasure.
Laf. You haue made shift to run into't, bootes and
Laf. spurres and all: like him that leapt into the Custard, and
Laf. out of it you'le runne againe, rather then suffer question