Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Laf. for your residence.
Ber. Ber.
Ber. It may bee you haue mistaken him my Lord.
Laf. Laf.
Laf. And shall doe so euer, though I tooke him at's
Laf. prayers. Fare you well my Lord, and beleeue this of me, there can be no kernell in this light Nut: the soule
Laf. of this man is his cloathes: Trust him not in matter of
Laf. heauie consequence: I haue kept of them tame, & know
Laf. their natures. Farewell Monsieur, I haue spoken better
Laf. of you, then you haue or will to deserue at my hand, but
Laf. we must do good against euill.
Par. Par.
Par. An idle Lord, I sweare.
Ber. I thinke so.
Par. Why do you not know him?
Ber. Yes, I do know him well, and common speech
Ber. Giues him a worthy passe. Heere comes my clog.