Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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San. San.
San. O very mad exceeding mad, in loue too;
San. But he would bite none, iust as I doe now,
San. He would Kisse you Twenty with a breath.
Cham. Cham.
Cham. Well said my Lord:
Cham. So now y'are fairely seated: Gntlemen,
Cham. The pennance lyes on you; if these faire Ladies
Cham. Passe away frowning.
San. For my little Cure,
San. Let me alone.
San. Hoboyes. Enter Cardinall Wolsey, and takes his State.
Card. Card.
Card. Y'are welome my faire Guests that noble Lady
Card. Or Gentleman that is not freely merry
Card. Is not my Friend. This to confirme my welcome,
Card. And to you all good health.
San. Your Grace is Noble,