Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Par. What's the matter sweet‑heart?
Rossill. Rossill.
Rossill. Although before the solemne Priest I haue
Rossill. sworne, I will not bed her.
Par. Par.
Par. What? what sweet heart?
Ros. Ros.
Ros. O my Parrolles, they haue married me:
Ros. Ile to the Tuscan warres, and neuer bed her.
Par. France is a dog‑hole, and it no more merits,
Par. The tread of a mans foot: too'th warres.
Ros. There's letters from my mother: What th' im
Ros. port is, I know not yet.
Par. I that would be knowne: too'th warrs my boy,
Par. too'th warres:
Par. He weares his honor in a boxe vnseene,
Par. That hugges his kickie wickie heare at home,