Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Clo. O no, no, no, no, you dare not.
To. To.
To. Out o' tune sir, ye lye: Art any more then a Stew
To. ard? Dost thou thinke because thou art vertuous, there
To. shall be no more Cakes and Ale?
Clo. Clo.
Clo. Yes by S.Saint Anne, and Ginger shall bee hotte y'th
Clo. mouth too.
To. Th'art i'th right. Goe sir, rub your Chaine with
To. crums. A stope of Wine Maria.
Mal. Mal.
Mal. Mistris Mary, if you priz'd my Ladies fauour
Mal. at any thing more then contempt, you would not giue
Mal. meanes for this vnciuill rule; she shall know of it by this
Mal. hand.
Mal. Exit
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Go shake your eares.
An. An.