Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ros. Ros.
Ros. Ware pensals. How? Let me not die your debtor,
Ros. My red Dominicall, my golden letter.
Ros. O that your face were full of Oes.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. A Pox of that iest, and I beshrew all Shrowes:
Qu. But Katherine, what was sent to you
Qu. From faire Dumaine?
Kat. Kat.
Kat. Madame, this Gloue.
Qu. Did he not send you twaine?
Kat. Yes Madame: and moreouer,
Kat. Some thousand Verses of a faithfull Louer.
Kat. A huge translation of hypocrisie,
Kat. Vildly compiled, profound simplicitie.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. This, and these Pearls, to me sent Longauile.
Mar. The Letter is too long by halfe a mile.