Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Son. Son.
Son. With what I get I meane, and so do they.
Wife. Wife.
Wife. Poore Bird,
Wife. Thou'dst neuer Feare the Net, nor Lime,
Wife. The Pitfall, nor the Gin.
Son. Why should I Mother?
Son. Poore Birds they are not set for:
Son. My Father is not dead for all your saying.
Wife. Yes, he is dead:
Wife. How wilt thou do for a Father?
Son. Nay how will you do for a Husband?
Wife. Why I can buy me twenty at any Market.
Son. Then you'l by 'em to sell againe.