Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ser. some stretch‑mouth’d Rascall, would (as it were) meane
Ser. mischeefe, and breake a fowle gap into the Matter, hee
Ser. makes the maid to answere, Whoop, doe me no harme good
Ser. man: put’s him off, slights him, with Whoop, doe mee no
Ser. harme good man.
Pol. Pol.
Pol. This is a braue fellow.
Clo. Clo.
Clo. Beleeue mee, thou talkest of an admirable con
Clo. ceited fellow, has he any vnbraided Wares?
Ser. Ser.
Ser. Hee hath Ribbons of all the colours i’th Raine
Ser. bow; Points, more then all the Lawyers in Bohemia, can
Ser. learnedly handle, though they come to him by th’grosse:
Ser. Inckles, Caddysses, Cambrickes, Lawnes: why he sings
Ser. em ouer, as they were Gods, or Goddesses: you would
Ser. thinke a Smocke were a shee‑Angell, he so chauntes to
Ser. the sleeue‑hand, and the worke about the square on’t.
Clo. Pre’thee bring him in, and let him approach sin