Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Hotsp. And, as God shall mend me; and, as sure as day:
Hotsp. And giuest such Sarcenet suretie for thy Oathes,
Hotsp. As if thou neuer walk'st further then Finsbury.
Hotsp. Sweare me, Kate, like a Lady, as thou art,
Hotsp. A good mouth‑filling Oath: and leaue in sooth,
Hotsp. And such protest of Pepper Ginger‑bread,
Hotsp. To Veluet‑Guards, and Sunday‑Citizens.
Hotsp. Come, sing.
Lady. Lady.
Lady. I will not sing.
Hotsp. Hotsp.
Hotsp. 'Tis the next way to turne Taylor, or be Red‑
Hotsp. brest reacher: and the Indentures be drawne, Ile away
Hotsp. within these two howres: and so come in, when yee
Hotsp. will.
Hotsp. Exit.
Glend. Glend.
Glend. Come, come, Lord Mortimer, you are as slow,
Glend. As hot Lord Percy is on fire to goe.
Glend. By this our Booke is drawne: wee'le but seale,