Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clo. Clo.
Clo. I had rather pray a Moneth with Mutton and
Clo. Porridge.
Kin. Kin.
Kin. And Don Armado shall be your keeper.
Kin. My Lord Berowne, see him deliuer'd ore,
Kin. And goe we Lords to put in practice that,
Kin. Which each to other hath so strongly sworne.
Bero. Bero.
Bero. Ile lay my head to any good mans hat,
Bero. These oathes and lawes will proue an idle scorne.
Bero. Sirra, come on.
Clo. I suffer for the truth sir: for true it is, I was ta
Clo. ken with Iaquenetta, and Iaquenetta is a true girle, and
Clo. therefore welcome the sowre cup of prosperitie, afflicti
Clo. on may one day smile againe, and vntill then sit downe
Clo. sorrow.
Clo. Exit.
Clo. [Act 1, Scene 2]