Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Boy. As swift as Lead sir.
Brag. Brag.
Brag. Thy meaning prettie ingenious, is not Lead a
Brag. mettall heauie, dull, and slow?
Boy. Boy.
Boy. Minnime honest Master, or rather Master no.
Brag. I say Lead is slow.
Boy. You are too swift sir to say so.
Boy. Is that Lead slow which is fir'd from a Gunne?
Brag. Sweete smoke of Rhetorike,
Brag. He reputes me a Cannon, and the Bullet that's he:
Brag. I shoote thee at the Swaine.
Boy. Thump then, and I flee.
Bra. Bra.
Bra. A most acute Iuuenall, voluble and free of grace,
Bra. By thy fauour sweet Welkin, I must sigh in thy face.