Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Man. Let me ne're hope to see a Chine againe,
Man. And that I would not for a Cow, God saue her.
Man. Within.
Man. Do you heare M. Master Porter?
Port. Port.
Port. I shall be with you presently, good M. Master Puppy,
Port. Keepe the dore close Sirha.
Man. Man.
Man. What would you haue me doe?
Por. Por.
Por. What should you doe,
Por. But knock 'em downe by th'dozens? Is this More fields
Por. to muster in? Or haue wee some strange Indian with the
Por. great Toole, come to Court, the women so besiege vs?
Por. Blesse me, what a fry of Fornication is at dore? On my
Por. Christian Conscience this one Christening will beget a
Por. thousand, here will bee Father, God‑father, and all to
Por. gether.
Man. The Spoones will be the bigger Sir: There is