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Alexander Pope [1747], The works of Shakespear in eight volumes. The Genuine Text (collated with all the former Editions, and then corrected and emended) is here settled: Being restored from the Blunders of the first Editors, and the Interpolations of the two Last: with A Comment and Notes, Critical and Explanatory. By Mr. Pope and Mr. Warburton (Printed for J. and P. Knapton, [and] S. Birt [etc.], London) [word count] [S11301].

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SCENE IV. Enter Bawd.

1 Gent.

How now, which of your hips has the most profound sciatica?

Bawd.

Well, well; there's one yonder arrested, and carry'd to prison, was worth five thousand of you all.

1 Gent.

Who's that, I pr'ythee?

Bawd.

Marry, Sir, that's Claudio; Signior Claudio.

1 Gent.

Claudio to prison? 'tis not so.

Bawd.

Nay, but I know, 'tis so; I saw him arrested; saw him carry'd away; and, which is more, within these three days his head is to be chopt off.

Lucio.

But, after all this fooling, I would not have it so: art thou sure of this?

Bawd.

I am too sure of it; and it is for getting madam Julietta with child.

Lucio.

Believe me, this may be; he promised to meet me two hours since, and he was ever precise in promise-keeping.

2 Gent.

Besides, you know, it draws something near to the speech we had to such a purpose.

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1 Gent.

But most of all agreeing with the Proclamation.

Lucio.

Away, let's go learn the truth of it.

[Exit. Manet Bawd.

Bawd.

Thus, what with the war, what with the sweat, what with the gallows, and what with poverty, I am custom-shrunk. How now? what's the news with you?

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