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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
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Scene SCENE, the street. Enter Sebastian and Antonio.

Seb.
I would not by my will have troubled you.
But since you make your pleasure of your pains,
I will no further chide you.

Ant.
I could not stay behind you; my desire,
More sharp than filed steel, did spur me forth,
And not all love to see you, tho' so much,
As might have drawn one to a longer voyage;
But jealousie what might befal your travel,
Being skilless in these parts, (which to a stranger,
Unguided and unfriended, often prove
Rough and unhospitable) my willing love,
The rather by these arguments of fear,
Set forth in your pursuit.

Seb.
My kind Antonio,
I can no other answer make, but thanks;
But were my worth as is my conscience firm,
You should find better dealing: what's to do?
Shall we go see the relicks of this town?

Ant.
To-morrow, Sir; best first, go see your lodging.

Seb.
I am not weary, and 'tis long to-night;
I pray you let us satisfy our eyes
With the memorials, and the things of fame,
That do renown this city.

Ant.
Would you'd pardon me:
I do not without danger walk these streets.
Once in a sea-fight 'gainst the duke's gallies,
I did some service, of such note indeed,
That were I ta'en here, it would scarce be answer'd.

Seb.
Belike you slew great number of his people.

Ant.
Th' offence is not of such a bloody nature,
Albeit the quality of the time and quarrel,
Might well have given us bloody argument:

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It might have since been answered in repaying
What we took from them, which for traffick's sake
Most of our city did. Only myself stood out,
For which if I be lapsed in this place,
I shall pay dear.

Seb.
Do not then walk too open.

Ant.
It doth not fit me: hold, Sir, here's my purse.
In the south suburbs, at the Elephant,
Is best to lodge: I will bespeak our diet,
Whiles you beguile the time, and feed your knowledge,
With viewing of the town; there shall you have me.

Seb.
Why I your purse?

Ant.
Haply your eye shall light upon some toy,
You have desire to purchase; and your store,
I think is not for idle markets, Sir.

Seb.
I'll be your purse-bearer, and leave you for
An hour.

Ant.
To th' Elephant.

Seb.
I do remember.
[Exeunt.
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John Bell [1774], Bell's Edition of Shakespeare's Plays, As they are now performed at the Theatres Royal in London; Regulated from the Prompt Books of each House By Permission; with Notes Critical and Illustrative; By the Authors of the Dramatic Censor (Printed for John Bell... and C. Etherington [etc.], York) [word count] [S10401].
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