Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Ros. As grauities reuolt to wantons be.
Mar. Mar.
Mar. Follie in Fooles beares not so strong a note,
Mar. As fool'ry in the Wise, when Wit doth dote:
Mar. Since all the power thereof it doth apply,
Mar. To proue by Wit, worth in simplicitie.
Mar. Enter Boyet.
Qu. Qu.
Qu. Heere comes Boyet, and mirth in his face.
Boy. Boy.
Boy. O I am stab'd with laughter, Wher's her Grace?
Qu. Thy newes Boyet?
Boy. Prepare Madame, prepare.
Boy. Arme Wenches arme, incounters mounted are,
Boy. Against your Peace, Loue doth approach, disguis'd:
Boy. Armed in arguments, you'll be surpriz'd.
Boy. Muster your Wits, stand in your owne defence,
Boy. Or hide your heads like Cowards, and flie hence.