Google's Shakespeare: Bard's publishers need not fretby
Let me have men about me that are fat, Sleek-headed men, and such as
sleep o' nights. Yond Cassius has a lean and hungry look ...
It appears that whichever machine was combing through the paper pages got jammed, and the page is utterly unreadable. Is love's labor lost? I'd say rather, all's well that ends well: Google produces a formidable research tool, and publishers still have buyers for their books--at least for a while. By the way, they have a convenient feature to report this type of problem. I'll check back in a day or two to see how quickly they respond.