Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Arui. Arui.
Arui. If you'l go fetch him,
Arui. Wee'l say our Song the whil'st: Brother begin.
Gui. Gui.
Gui. Nay Cadwall, we must lay his head to th'East,
Gui. My Father hath a reason for't.
Arui. 'Tis true.
Gui. Come on then, and remoue him.
Arui. So, begin.
Arui. SONG.
Guid. Guid.
Guid. Feare no more the heate o'th'Sun,
Guid. Nor the furious Winters rages,
Guid. Thou thy worldly task hast don,
Guid. Home art gon, and tane thy wages.
Guid. Golden Lads, and Girles all must,
Guid. As Chimney‑Sweepers come to dust.