Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Beat. ner and cry, heigh ho for a husband.
Pedro. Pedro.
Pedro. Lady Beatrice, I will get you one.
Beat. Beat.
Beat. I would rather haue one of your fathers getting:
Beat. hath your Grace ne're a brother like you? your father
Beat. got excellent husbands, if a maid could come by them.
Prince. Prince.
Prince. Will you haue me? Lady.
Beat. No, my Lord, vnlesse I might haue another for
Beat. working‑daies, your Grace is too costly to weare euerie
Beat. day: but I beseech your Grace pardon mee, I was borne
Beat. to speake all mirth, and no matter.
Prince. Your silence most offends me, and to be mer
Prince. ry, best becomes you, for out of question, you were born
Prince. in a merry howre.
Beatr. Beatr.
Beatr. No sure my Lord, my Mother cried, but then