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Samuel Johnson [1778], The plays of William Shakspeare. In ten volumes. With the corrections and illustrations of various commentators; to which are added notes by Samuel Johnson and George Steevens. The second edition, Revised and Augmented (Printed for C. Bathurst [and] W. Strahan [etc.], London) [word count] [S10901].
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SCENE III. The street. Enter Antonio and Sebastian.

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, (though so much,
As might have drawn one to a longer voyage)
But jealousy 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, thanks7 note








,

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And thanks, and ever: Oft good turns
Are shuffled off 9Q0439 with such uncurrent pay:
But, were my worth, as is my conscience, firm,
You should find better dealing. What's to do?
Shall we go see the reliques of this town8 note?

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 steeets:
Once, in a sea-fight, 'gainst the duke his gallies, 9Q0440
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.
The offence is not of such a bloody nature;
Albeit the quality of the time, and quarrel,
Might well have given us bloody argument.
It might have since been answer'd in repaying

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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 your 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 the Elephant.—

Seb.
I do remember.
[Exeunt.
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Samuel Johnson [1778], The plays of William Shakspeare. In ten volumes. With the corrections and illustrations of various commentators; to which are added notes by Samuel Johnson and George Steevens. The second edition, Revised and Augmented (Printed for C. Bathurst [and] W. Strahan [etc.], London) [word count] [S10901].
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