Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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2. Lady. And why so (my Lord?)
Mam. Mam.
Mam. Not for because
Mam. Your Browes are blacker (yet black‑browes they say
Mam. Become some Women best, so that there be not
Mam. Too much haire there, but in a Cemicircle,
Mam. Or a halfe‑Moone, made with a Pen.)
2. Lady. 2. Lady.
2. Lady. Who taught 'this?
Mam. I learn’d it out of Womens faces: pray now,
Mam. What colour are your eye‑browes?
Lady. Lady.
Lady. Blew (my Lord.)
Mam. Nay, that’s a mock: I haue seene a Ladies Nose
Mam. That ha’s beene blew, but not her eye‑browes.
Lady. Harke ye,
Lady. e Queene (your Mother) rounds apace: we shall