Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Gan. Gan.
Gan. What is sixe Winters, they are quickely gone?
Bul. Bul.
Bul. To men in ioy, but greefe makes one houre ten.
Gau. Gau.
Gau. Call it a trauell that thou tak'st for pleasure.
Bul. My heart will sigh, when I miscall it so,
Bul. Which findes it an inforced Pilgrimage.
Gau. The sullen passage of thy weary steppes
Gau. Esteeme a soyle, wherein thou art to set
Gau. The precious Iewell of thy home returne.
Bul. Oh who can hold a fire in his hand
Bul. By thinking on the froste Caucasus?
Bul. Or cloy the hungry edge of appetite,
Bul. by bare imagination of a Feast?
Bul. Or Wallow naked in December snow
Bul. by thinking on fantasticke summers heate?