Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Marg. otherwise 'tis light and not heauy, aske my Lady Beatrice
Marg. else, here she comes.
Marg. Enter Beatrice.
Hero. Hero.
Hero. Good morrow Coze.
Beat. Beat.
Beat. Good morrow sweet Hero.
Hero. Why how now? do you speake in the sick tune?
Beat. I am out of all other tune, me thinkes.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Claps into Light a loue, (that goes without a
Mar. burden,) do you sing it and Ile dance it.
Beat. Ye Light aloue with your heeles, then if your
Beat. husband haue stables enough, you'll looke he shall lacke
Beat. no barnes.
Mar. O illegitimate construction! I scorne that with