Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. Flourish. Exeunt.
Rich. Scene Quarta.
Rich. [Act 3, Scene 4]
Rich. Enter the Queene, and two Ladies.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. What sport shall we deuise here in this Garden,
Qu. To driue away the heauie thought of Care?
La. La.
La. Madame, wee'le play at Bowles.
Qu. 'Twill make me thinke the World is full of Rubs,
Qu. And that my fortune runnes against the Byas.
La. Madame, wee'le Dance.
Qu. My Legges can keepe no measure in Delight,
Qu. When my poore Heart no measure keepes in Griefe.
Qu. Therefore no Dancing (Girle) some other sport.
La. Madame, wee'le tell Tales.