Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Aut. No, good sweet sir: no, I beseech you sir: I haue
Aut. a Kinsman not past three quarters of a mile hence, vnto
Aut. whome I was going: I shall there haue money, or anie
Aut. thing I want: Offer me no money I pray you, that killes
Aut. my heart.
Clow. Clow.
Clow. What manner of Fellow was hee that robb’d
Clow. you?
Aut. Aut.
Aut. A fellow (sir) that I haue knowne to goe about
Aut. with Troll‑my‑dames: I knew him once a seruant of the
Aut. Prince: I cannot tell good sir, for which of his Ver
Aut. tues it was, but hee was certainely Whipt out of the
Aut. Court.
Aut. Clo.
Aut. The Winters Tale.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. His vices you would say: there’s no vertue whipt
Clo. out of the Court: they cherish it to make it stay there;
Clo. and yet it will no more but abide.