Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Amy. What you wil Monsieur Iaques.
Iaq. Iaq.
Iaq. Nay, I care not for their names, they owe mee
Iaq. nothing. Wil you sing?
A A
A More at your request, then to please my selfe.
A ell then, if euer I thanke any man, Ile thanke
A you: but that they cal complement is like th'encounter
A of two dog‑Apes. And when a man thankes me hartily,
A me thinkes I haue giuen him a penie, and he renders me
A the beggerly thankes. Come sing; and you that wil not
A hold your tongues.
Amy. Amy.
Amy. Wel, Ile end the song. Sirs, couer the while,
Amy. the Duke wil drinke vnder this tree; he hath bin all this
Amy. day to looke you.
Iaq. And I haue bin all this day to auoid him:
Iaq. He is too disputeable for my companie:
Iaq. I thinke of as many matters as he, but I giue