Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Rich. If I should be? I had rather be a Pedler:
Rich. Farre be it from my heart, the thought thereof.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. As little ioy (my Lord) as you suppose
Qu. You should enioy, were you this Countries King,
Qu. As little ioy you may suppose in me,
Qu. That I enioy, being the Queene thereof.
Q. M. Q. M.
Q. M. A little ioy enioyes the Queene thereof,
Q. M. For I am shee, and altogether ioylesse:
Q. M. I can no longer hold me patient.
Q. M. Heare me, you wrangling Pyrates, that fall out,
Q. M. In sharing that which you haue pill'd from me:
Q. M. Which off you trembles not, that lookes on me?
Q. M. If not, that I am Queene, you bow like Subiects;
Q. M. Yet that by you depos'd, you quake like Rebells.
Q. M. Ah gentle Villaine, doe not turne away.
Rich. Rich.
Rich. Foule wrinckled Witch, what mak'st thou in my (sight?