Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Vir. Vir.
Vir. I am glad to see your Ladyship.
Val. Val.
Val. How do you both? You are manifest house‑kee
Val. pers. What are you sowing heere? A fine spotte in good
Val. faith. How does your little Sonne?
Vir. I thanke your Lady‑ship: Well good Madam.
Vol. Vol.
Vol. He had rather see the swords, and heare a Drum,
Vol. then looke vpon his Schoolmaster.
Val. A my word the Fathers Sonne: Ile sweare 'tis a
Val. very pretty boy. A my troth, I look'd vpon him a Wens
Val. day halfe an houre together: ha's such a confirm'd coun
Val. tenance. I saw him run after a gilded Butterfly, & when
Val. he caught it, he let it go againe, and after it againe, and o
Val. uer and ouer he comes, and vp againe: catcht it again: or
Val. whether his fall enrag'd him, or how 'twas, hee did so set
Val. his teeth, and teare it. Oh, I warrant how he mammockt