Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Boy. My fathers witte, and my mothers tongue assist
Boy. mee.
Brag. Brag.
Brag. Sweet inuocation of a childe, most pretty and
Brag. patheticall.
Boy. Boy.
Boy. If shee be made of white and red,
Boy. Her faults will nere be knowne:
Boy. For blush‑in cheekes by faults are bred,
Boy. And feares by pale white showne:
Boy. Then if she feare, or be to blame,
Boy. By this you shall not know,
Boy. For still her cheekes possesse the same,
Boy. Which natiue she doth owe:
Boy. A dangerous rime master against the reason of white
Boy. and redde.
Brag. Is there not a ballet Boy, of the King and the
Brag. Begger?