Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Tita. Euer shall in safety rest,
Tita. And the owner of it blest.
Tita. Trip away, make no stay;
Tita. Meet me all by breake of day.
Robin. Robin.
Robin. If we shadowes haue offended,
Robin. Thinke but this (and all is mended)
Robin. That you haue but slumbred heere,
Robin. While these visions did appeare.
Robin. And this weake and idle theame,
Robin. No more yeelding but a dreame,
Robin. CentlesGentles, doe not reprehend.
Robin. If you pardon, we will mend.
Robin. And as I am an honest Pucke,
Robin. If we haue vnearned lucke,
Robin. Now to scape the Serpents tongue,
Robin. We will make amends ere long:
Robin. Else the Pucke a lyar call.
Robin. So good night vnto you all.
Robin. Giue me your hands, if we be friends,