Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Fen. And (as I am a gentleman) ile giue thee
Fen. A hundred pound in gold, more then your losse.
Host. Host.
Host. I will heare you (Master Fenton) and I will (at
Host. the least) keepe your counsell.
Fen. Fen.
Fen. From time to time, I haue acquainted you
Fen. With the deare loue I beare to faire Anne Page,
Fen. Who, mutually, hath answer'd my affection,
Fen. (So farre forth, as her selfe might be her chooser)
Fen. Euen to my wish; I haue a letter from her
Fen. Of such contents, as you will wonder at;
Fen. The mirth whereof, so larded with my matter,
Fen. That neither (singly) can be manifested
Fen. Without the shew of both: fat Falstaffe
Fen. Hath a great Scene; the image of the iest
Fen. Ile show you here at large (harke good mine Host:)
Fen. To night at Hernes‑Oke, iust 'twixt twelue and one,
Fen. Must my sweet Nan present the Faerie‑Queene:
Fen. The purpose why, is here: in which disguise