Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fal. to morrow. A merrie Song, come: it growes late,
Fal. wee will to Bed. Thou wilt forget me, when I am
Fal. gone.
Dol. Dol.
Dol. Thou wilt set me a weeping, if thou say'st so:
Dol. proue that euer I dresse my selfe handsome, till thy re
Dol. turne: well, hearken the end.
Fal. Fal.
Fal. Some Sack, Francis.
Prin. Poin. Prin. Poin.
Prin. Poin. Anon, anon, Sir.
Fal. Ha? a Bastard Sonne of the Kings? And art not
Fal. thou Poines, his Brother?
Prince. Prince.
Prince. Why thou Globe of sinfull Continents, what
Prince. a Life do'st thou lead?
Fal. A better then thou: I am a Gentleman, thou art
Fal. a Drawer.