Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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S. Hen. Guilf. In all this Noble Beuy, has brought with her
S. Hen. Guilf. One care abroad: hee would haue all as merry:
S. Hen. Guilf. As first, good Company, good wine, good welcome,
S. Hen. Guilf. Can make good people.
S. Hen. Guilf. Enter L. Chamberlaine L. Sands, and Louell.
S. Hen. Guilf. O my Lord, y'are tardy;
S. Hen. Guilf. The very thought of this faire Company,
S. Hen. Guilf. Clapt wings to me.
Cham. Cham.
Cham. You are young Sir Harry Guilford.
San. San.
San. Sir Thomas Louell, had the Cardinall
San. But halfe my Lay‑thoughts in him, some of these
San. Should finde a running Banket, ere they rested,
San. I thinke would better please 'em: by my life,
San. They are a sweet society of faire ones.
Lou. Lou.
Lou. O that your Lordship were but now Confessor,
Lou. To one or two of these.