Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lord. Ile in to counsell them: haply my presence
Lord. May well abate the ouer‑merrie spleene,
Lord. Which otherwise would grow into extreames.
Lord. [Prologue, Scene 2]
Lord. Enter aloft the drunkard with attendants, some with apparel,
Lord. Bason and Ewer, & other appurtenances, & Lord.
Beg. Beg.
Beg. For Gods sake a pot of small Ale.
1. Ser. 1. Ser.
1. Ser. Wilt please your Lord drink a cup of sacke?
2. Ser. 2. Ser.
2. Ser. Wilt please your Honor taste of these Con
2. Ser. serues?
3. Ser. 3. Ser.
3. Ser. What raiment wil your honor weare to day.
Beg. I am Christophero Sly, call not mee Honour nor
Beg. Lordship: I ne're drank sacke in my life: and if you giue
Beg. me any Conserues, giue me conserues of Beefe: nere ask
Beg. me what raiment Ile weare, for I haue no more doub