Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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L. San. L. San.
L. San. They haue all new legs,
L. San. And lame ones; one would take it,
L. San. That neuer see 'em pace before, the Spauen
L. San. A Spring‑halt rain'd among 'em.
L. Ch. L. Ch.
L. Ch. Death my Lord,
L. Ch. Their cloathes are after such a Pagan cut too't,
L. Ch. That sure th'haue worne out Cistendome: how now?
L. Ch. What newes, Sir Thomas Louell?
L. Ch. Enter Sir Thomas Louell.
Louell. Louell.
Louell. Faith my Lord,
Louell. I heare of none but the new Proclamation,
Louell. That's clapt vpon the Court Gate.
Louell. L. Cham.
Louell. The Life of King Henry the Eight.
L. Cham. L. Cham.
L. Cham. What is't for?
Lou. Lou.