Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Que. As in reuenge, haue suck'd vp from the sea
Que. Contagious fogges: Which falling in the Land,
Que. Hath euerie petty Riuer made so proud,
Que. That they haue ouer‑borne their Continents.
Que. The Oxe hath therefore stretch'd his yoake in vaine,
Que. The Ploughman lost his sweat, and the greene Corne
Que. Hath rotted, ere his youth attain'd a beard:
Que. The fold stands empty in the drowned field,
Que. And Crowes are fatted vvith the murrion flocke,
Que. The
Que. A Midsommer nights Dreame.
Que. The nine mens Morris is fild vp with mud,
Que. And the queint Mazes in the wanton greene,
Que. For lacke of tread are vndistinguishable.
Que. The humane mortals want their winter heere,
Que. No night is now with hymne or caroll blest;
Que. Therefore the Moone (the gouernesse of floods)
Que. Pale in her anger, washes all the aire;
Que. That Rheumaticke diseases doe abound.
Que. And through this distemperature, we see