Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Por. These are the youths that thunder at a Playhouse,
Por. and fight for bitten Apples, that no Audience but the
Por. tribulation of Tower Hill, or the Limbes of Limehouse,
Por. their deare Brothers are able to endure. I haue some of
Por. 'em in Limbo Patrum, and there they are like to dance
Por. these three dayes; besides the running Banquet of two
Por. Beadles, that is to come.
Por. Enter Lord Chamberlaine.
Cham. Cham.
Cham. Mercy o'me: what a Multitude are heere?
Cham. They grow still too; from all Parts they are comming,
Cham. As if we kept a Faire heere? Where are these Porters?
Cham. These lazy knaues? Y'haue made a fine hand fellowes?
Cham. Theres a trim rabble let in: are all these
Cham. Your faithfull friends o'th'Suburbs? We shall haue
Cham. Great store of roome no doubt, left for the Ladies,
Cham. When they passe backe from the Christening?
Por. Por.
Por. And't please your Honour,
Por. We are but men; and what so many may doe,