Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Man. length they came to th'broome staffe to me, I defide 'em
Man. stil, when sodainly a File of Boyes behind 'em, loose shot,
Man. deliuer'd such a showre of Pibbles, that I was faine
Man. to draw mine Honour in, and let 'em win the Worke, the
Man. Diuell was amongst 'em I thinke surely.
Por. Por.
Por. These are the youths that thunder at a Playhouse,
Por. and fight for bitten Apples, that no Audience but the
Por. tribulation of Tower Hill, or the Limbes of Limehouse,
Por. their deare Brothers are able to endure. I haue some of
Por. 'em in Limbo Patrum, and there they are like to dance
Por. these three dayes; besides the running Banquet of two
Por. Beadles, that is to come.
Por. Enter Lord Chamberlaine.
Cham. Cham.
Cham. Mercy o'me: what a Multitude are heere?
Cham. They grow still too; from all Parts they are comming,
Cham. As if we kept a Faire heere? Where are these Porters?
Cham. These lazy knaues? Y'haue made a fine hand fellowes?
Cham. Theres a trim rabble let in: are all these