THE

WORKS

OF

SHAKES PEAR:

VOLUME the SEVENTH.

CONTAINING,

JULIUS CESAR.

ANTONY and CLEOPATRA.

CYMBELINE.

TROILUS and CRESSIDA.

Marianne de Wesselow.

Printed for R. OWEN, J. LEATHLEY, G. and
A. EWING, W. and J. SMITH, G. FAULKNER,
P. CRAMPTON, A. BRADLEY,T. MOORE, E. and
J. EXSHAW. MDCCXLVII.

SCENE, for the three firft As, at Rome: afterswards, at an lile near Mutina; at Sardis, and Philippi.

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A Street in Rome.

Enter Flavius, Marullus, and certain Commoners.

FLAVIU S.

ENCE; home, you idle creatures, get you home;

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Is this a holiday? what! know you not,
Being mechanical, you ought not walk
Upon a labouring day, without the fign
Of your profeffion? fpeak, what trade art thou?
Car. Why, Sir, a carpenter.

Mar. Where is thy leather apron, and thy rule?
What doft thou with thy beft apparel on?
You, Sir, What trade are you?

Cob. Truly, Sir, in refpect of a fine workman, I am but, as you would fay, a cobler.

Mar. But what trade art thou ? answer me directly. Cob. A trade, Sir, that, I hope, I may use with a fafe conscience; which is, indeed, Sir, a mender of bad foals.

Flav. What trade, thou knave? thou naughty knave, what trade?

Cob. Nay, I beseech you, Sir, be not out with me: yet if you be out, Sir, I can mend you.

Flav. What mean'ft thou by that? mend me, thou faucy fellow?

Cob. Why, Sir, cobble you.

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Flav.