Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Queene. Exit Humfrey.
Queene. Giue me my Fanne: what, Mynion, can ye not?
Queene. She giues the Duchesse a box on the eare.
Queene. I cry you mercy, Madame: was it you?
Duch. Duch.
Duch. Was't I? yea, I it was, prowd French‑woman:
Duch. Could I come neere your Beautie with my Nayles,
Duch. I could set my ten Commandements in your face.
King. King.
King. Sweet Aunt be quiet, 'twas against her will.
Duch. Against her will, good King? looke to't in time,
Duch. Shee'le hamper thee, and dandle thee like a Baby:
Duch. Though in this place most Master weare no Breeches,
Duch. She shall not strike Dame Elianor vnreueng'd.
Duch. Exit Elianor.
Buck. Buck.
Buck. Lord Cardinall, I will follow Elianor,
Buck. And listen after Humfrey, how he proceedes:
Buck. Shee's tickled now, her Fume needs no spurres,