Digital facsimile of the Bodleian First Folio of Shakespeare's plays, Arch. G c.7
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Lady. Lady.
Lady. Blew (my Lord.)
Mam. Mam.
Mam. Nay, that’s a mock: I haue seene a Ladies Nose
Mam. That ha’s beene blew, but not her eye‑browes.
Lady. Harke ye,
Lady. e Queene (your Mother) rounds apace: we shall
Lady. Present our seruices to a fine new Prince
Lady. One of these dayes, and then youl’d wanton with vs,
Lady. If we would haue you.
2. Lady. 2. Lady.
2. Lady. She is spread of late
2. Lady. Into a goodly Bulke (good time encounter her.)
Her. Her.
Her. What wisdome stirs amongst you? Come Sir, now
Her. I am for you againe: 'Pray you sit by vs,
Her. And tell’s a Tale.
Mam. Merry, or sad, shal’t be?