Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Mes. Mes.
Mes. Where is my Prince, the Dolphin?
Dol. Dol.
Dol. Heere: what newes?
Mes. The Count Meloone is slaine: The English Lords
Mes. By his perswasion, are againe falne off,
Mes. And your supply, which you haue wish'd so long,
Mes. Are cast away, and sunke on Goodwin sands.
Dol. Ah fowle, shrew'd newes. Beshrew thy very (hart:
Dol. I did not thinke to be so sad to night
Dol. As this hath made me. Who was he that said
Dol. Kng Iohn did flie an houre or two before
Dol. The stumbling night did part our wearie powres?
Mes. Who euer spoke it, it is true my Lord.
Dol. Well: keepe good quarter, & good care to night,
Dol. The day shall not be vp so soone as I,